(Steve Katz/Dick Halligan)

While the king and queen lie sleeping

And their daughters smile so nice.

Brothers wait through windows

And the peasants die for rice.

And here I'm standing naked

Laughing madly at the sun.

Though I wanted to sleep late today

The Battle's just begun.

Oh, the Devil in all his wisdom

The father in all his grace

The servant's sons are washed in blood

And the man has run his race

A moving target looms behind the street where
soldiers stood

Siren screams out desperately

Like only humans could

And standing on my balcony

I watch the battle run

Yes the war is never over

But the day is never done

Oh, the Devil in all his wisdom,

the father in all his grace,

The servant's sons are washed in blood

And the man has run his race.

Six-white horses like the wind are running,

Five are far behind

The captain lost his daughter,

The sergeant lost his mind.

The soldiers they still scream for riches

Even though they swore

That sons and daughters wouldn't live

Unless we won the war.

Oh, the Devil in all his wisdom,

the father in all his grace,

The servant's sons are washed in blood

And the man has run his race.