1914

Oh how I miss
The smell of war
Trenches and piss
Corpses and gore
Feasting gullasch
Grenades' my relief
Bomb crater whiplash
Battle fatigued

Party
Like it's
1914

With my comrades
In the trenches
Hand me a vodka

Sometimes I dream
A psychologist
Tells me I'm mean
She doesn't know shit
Says it's not real
But I know it is
Sarge Vlad called me
Going to the farmacy
Party like it's 1914

With my comrades
In the trenches
Hand me a vodka

People
Tells me
Im battle fatigued

(1914!)
(Battle fatigued!)

Rock star for life
None demands-wife
Brings me presents
For german friends
Playing football
Inside my cell
Russian winter party
No man's land hell

Party
Like it's
1914

With my comrades
In the trenches
Hand me a vodka

People tell me
I'm battle fatigued

(1914!)
(Battle fatigued!)



Credits
Writer(s): Marco Angioni, Tobias Lonstrup Norholm, Omar Alabed, Louis Sebastian Velasquez-christensen, Mads Buur, Klaus Tougard
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