War

You're given two sets of clues With the answers all the same And a two-speed crossword Called 'Love in the suds' Your bullet holes are screaming Wearing shoes you should be seen in With a brave knife and fork We're all set to go flying Comes trouble Here comes trouble Comes trouble Here comes trouble Your thought for the weeks In the river, river, river Feels something like a crow Flying 'round with the planes And the fish down under Coming up with rust inside And your summer days were spent Collecting soap opera stories Comes trouble Here comes trouble Comes trouble Here comes trouble Saved by the music makers Speed boats to freedom With the beautiful people Bullet holes in your head But you're running out of time And you're running out of freedom Now the animal crackers All set to go flying Comes trouble Here comes trouble Comes trouble Here comes trouble Here comes trouble Comes trouble Here comes trouble Comes trouble Here comes trouble Comes trouble Here comes trouble Comes trouble Here comes trouble Comes trouble Here comes trouble Comes trouble