Burning Bones

In a restaurant

Drinkin' Beaujolais wine

You're with your favorite girl

And you're passin' the time

Well, you look through the paper

Holocaust in the Roxy

Five bottles later

You're lovin' your lady

I can see

Burning bones of war

I can see

Ashes on the floor

There stands a soldier

In a barbed-wire land

The fear of death in his eyes

And a bottle in his hand

But now the wine he's drinkin'

It's got the taste of blood

No more plastic war movies

To show him what it's like

I can see

Burning bones of war

I can see

Ashes on the floor

I can see

Burning bones of war

I can see

Ashes on the floor

I can see

Burning bones of war

I can see

Ashes on the floor