Carter The Unstoppable Sex Machine - The Undertaker and the Hippy Protest Singer lyrics

Peace keeping forces Try keeping the peace Handcuffed to porches Of buildings And trees The irony of war Re invents the wheel To live by the sword And to die in a human shield Jet fighters are flying over our heads A baby is crying his father is dead I wish we were far, far away From this dump We'd go to a bar And get falling down drunk People build fences To keep out their fears It's happened for centuries Which is hundreds of years Jet fighters are flying up over our heads A baby is crying his father is dead The irony of war re invents the wheel And it's good for nothing But the undertaker And the hippy protest singer This is a hippy protest song Everybody singalong Together we can ban the bomb Where have all the flowers gone? To funerals in cemeteries And unknown soldiers' families Who'll never really rest in peace They can't cremate their memories Or bury six feet under earth Delivered in a shining hearse There's always hope and that's the curse The need to see the body first Drained of life and breath and blood Two minutes silence for the d**h of love This is a hippy protest song, singalong