クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jack Killen
Piano
Phil Weinrobe
Bass Guitar
Alex Forbes
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jack Killen
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Phil Weinrobe
Engineer
歌詞
On the verge of war
Lying in a sweaty bed
Two lovers shield themselves
Tomorrow they might be dead
She was a soldier
From the other side
and I a lieutenant
Ready to fight but not ready to die
Disappeared in the morning
Like smoke in the wind
then the bombs started falling
I never saw her again
The wheels of time keep spinning
And the faces of hell keep grinning
And the assholes keep winning
but I'm depressed
All I got left is a memory
Of the night I spent with the enemy
All I got left is a memory
Of the night I spent with the enemy
Under Siege
In a foxhole east of town
Out numbered and terrified
Several soldiers down
I made a choice
It was fight or die
So I started charging
Threw a stick of dynamite
Just like magic
In some broken glass
I swear I saw her face
Right before the blast
The wheels of time keep spinning
And the faces of hell keep grinning
And the assholes keep winning
but I'm depressed
All I got left is a memory
Of the night I spent with the enemy
All I got left is a memory
Of the night I spent with the enemy
All I got left is a memory
Of the night I spent with the enemy
All I got left is a memory
Of the night I spent with the enemy
Written by: Jack Killen
