Paroles de Les Chiens De La Guerre

it happened in the gutters near the dirty river's shore where the rats were the readers and on the run from the rising sun and the war they ain't gonna follow their leaders down the drain in the pouring rain anymore in the chest of someone who just lost his life with the light of dawn was found a soldier's knife cold september day - dark and grey watch out - beware les chiens de la guerre tears like raindrops fall - reaper's call la peine des meres les chiens de la guerre in the name of the father - in the name of the gun in the name of whatever they'll find a reason when it's hunting season and fun 'cause some brains were never made for thinkin' and there's still some drinkin' to be done seas of blood and slime helmets filled with hate raise your glass, my friend it's time to kill your mate