Craig Herbertson - Communication Breakdown lyrics

We shot him in the morning The youngest kid in the war Propaganda said deserter The soldier boys werent sure I had to phone somebody close to me To talk these scenes from out of my head When I got through to you You had something to do And you couldnt hear a word I said In our communication breakdown Somewhere on the line Communication breakdown I think Im going out of my mind War declared on America They say our boys are fighting back Theres some talk around about a victory But who gives a damn about that Well steal a couple of guns And shoot our way through the crowd Sink a drink and fall in bed And make beautiful love Until the lights go out And the radio goes dead In the tallest tall building Ill meet you when theyre gone And well watch through broken windows For the soldiers coming home Dont tell them where youre going The corpses on the street They wont listen to your stories But theyll see when I fall at your feet