Joan Baez - Evil songtext (lyrics)
[Joan Baez - Evil songtext lyrics]
While the red spittle of the grape-shot sings
All day across the endless sky
And while entire battalions
Green or scarlet‚ rallied by their king
Disintegrate in crumpled masses under fire
While an abominable madness seeks to pound
A hundred thousand men into a smoking mess
Pitiful dead in summer grass‚
On the rich ground
Out of which Nature wrought
These men in holiness
He is a God who sees it all‚ and laughs aloud
At damask altar-cloths, incense and chalices
Who falls asleep lulled by adoring liturgies
And wakens when some mother
In her anguish bowed
And weeping till her old black
Bonnet shakes with grief
Offers him a a big sou
Wrapped in her handkerchief
All day across the endless sky
And while entire battalions
Green or scarlet‚ rallied by their king
Disintegrate in crumpled masses under fire
While an abominable madness seeks to pound
A hundred thousand men into a smoking mess
Pitiful dead in summer grass‚
On the rich ground
Out of which Nature wrought
These men in holiness
He is a God who sees it all‚ and laughs aloud
At damask altar-cloths, incense and chalices
Who falls asleep lulled by adoring liturgies
And wakens when some mother
In her anguish bowed
And weeping till her old black
Bonnet shakes with grief
Offers him a a big sou
Wrapped in her handkerchief