Tankard - Echoes of Fear lyrics

[Tankard - Echoes of Fear lyrics]

Burning houses, some distant screams of pain
Burning people, painful and cruelly slain

I'm dashing to my chair
I have a few fried beans some scrambled eggs
Some bread or toast
While I watch far-off people roast

It's in the Morning-News
I'm trying to find my shoes
An airplane crashed explosion flashed
I have to carry out the trash!

Echoes of a distant battle! Echoes of fear!
Echoes of a distant battle!
Still another beer?
Echoes of a distant battle! Echoes!
Echoes of a distant battle!
Have another beer!

I'm on my way to work


I watch some well-dressed clerk
Being robbed by some unscrupulous bum
But as I'm late I hurry on
At noon I'm out to lunch
But as a silly bunch of Punks beats up
A nice old chap i got to hurry for my cab

Echoes of a distant battle! Echoes of fear!
Echoes of a distant battle!
Still another beer?
Echoes of a distant battle! Echoes!
Echoes of a distant battle!
Have another beer!

Burning houses, some distant screams of pain
Burning people, painful and cruelly slain

I cuddle to my couch
I nibble some more chips the TV shows
Some other's woes
But that's the way that this world goes!
And so I went to bed i had one final fag
The fire-brigade was much too late
The neighbourhood would hesitate

Echoes of a distant battle! Echoes of fear!
Echoes of a distant battle!
Still another beer?
Echoes of a distant battle! Echoes!
Echoes of a distant battle!
Have another beer!

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