Hawkwind - Wage War lyrics
[Hawkwind - Wage War lyrics]
I would see the city as a mutant
Among the wonders of the world it's
Chimmneys polluting the air it's roots
Poisoning the earth it's
Tentacles setting one man against another
And strangling them both in
Their hopeless contest i would map the
Cities' highways and tunnels and
Bridges, it's subways and canals
It's neighbourhoods adorned by beautiful
Homes filled with priceless
Objects, rare libraries, and fine rooms it's
Clever networks of pipes and cables and
Wires under the streets it's
Police departments and communications
Stations it's hospitals, churches
And temples it's administrative buildings
Crowded with overworked
Computers, telephones, and servile clerks
Then I would wage war against this city as
If it were a living body i
Would welcome the night-sister of my
Skin, cousin of my shadow, and have
Her shelter me and help me in my
Battle i would lift the steel lids
From the? And? Explosives to the?
And then I would run away and hide
Waiting for the thunder which would
Trap, in mute telephone lines
Millions of unheard words which would
Darken rooms full of white
Light and fearful people
I would wait for the midnight storm
Which whips the streets and blurs
All shapes and I would hold my knife
Against the back of a doorman
Yawning in his gold braided uniform
And force him to lead me upstairs
Where I would plunge my knifs into his
Body i would visit the rich, and
The comfortable, and the un-aware
And their last screams would
Suffocate in their ornate carpets
Or tapestries and? their
Dead bodies pinned down by broken statues
Would be gazed upon by slashed
Family portrait's then I would run to
The highways and speedways that
Surge forward towards the city i would have
With me bags full of bent
Nails to empty on the asphalt i would
Wait for the dawn to see cars
Trucks, buses approaching at great speed and
Hear the bursting of their
Tyres, the screech of their wheels
The thunder of their steel bodies
Suddenly? As they crash into each other
Like wine glasses
Pushed off a table and in the
Morning I would go to sleep, smiling in
The face of the day, the brother of my enemy
Among the wonders of the world it's
Chimmneys polluting the air it's roots
Poisoning the earth it's
Tentacles setting one man against another
And strangling them both in
Their hopeless contest i would map the
Cities' highways and tunnels and
Bridges, it's subways and canals
It's neighbourhoods adorned by beautiful
Homes filled with priceless
Objects, rare libraries, and fine rooms it's
Clever networks of pipes and cables and
Wires under the streets it's
Police departments and communications
Stations it's hospitals, churches
And temples it's administrative buildings
Crowded with overworked
Computers, telephones, and servile clerks
Then I would wage war against this city as
If it were a living body i
Would welcome the night-sister of my
Skin, cousin of my shadow, and have
Her shelter me and help me in my
Battle i would lift the steel lids
From the? And? Explosives to the?
And then I would run away and hide
Waiting for the thunder which would
Trap, in mute telephone lines
Millions of unheard words which would
Darken rooms full of white
Light and fearful people
I would wait for the midnight storm
Which whips the streets and blurs
All shapes and I would hold my knife
Against the back of a doorman
Yawning in his gold braided uniform
And force him to lead me upstairs
Where I would plunge my knifs into his
Body i would visit the rich, and
The comfortable, and the un-aware
And their last screams would
Suffocate in their ornate carpets
Or tapestries and? their
Dead bodies pinned down by broken statues
Would be gazed upon by slashed
Family portrait's then I would run to
The highways and speedways that
Surge forward towards the city i would have
With me bags full of bent
Nails to empty on the asphalt i would
Wait for the dawn to see cars
Trucks, buses approaching at great speed and
Hear the bursting of their
Tyres, the screech of their wheels
The thunder of their steel bodies
Suddenly? As they crash into each other
Like wine glasses
Pushed off a table and in the
Morning I would go to sleep, smiling in
The face of the day, the brother of my enemy