Burning bones Paroles

And you're passin' the time



Well, you look through the paper

Holocaust in the roxy

Five bottles later

You're lovin' your lady



I can see

Burning bones of war

I can see
There stands a soldier

In a barbed-wire land

The fear of death in his eyes

And a bottle in his hand

But, now the wine he's drinking

It's got the taste of blood

No more plastic war movies

To show him what it's like



I can see

Burning bones of war

I can see

Ashes on the floor



(Guitar solo)



I can see

Burning bones of war

I can see

Ashes on the floor