War Song Soldier - Gerry Cinnamon

I can start me a war

Be a war song soldier

I can stand on my head

I can walk on water

Haven’t even begun

If you wanna talk evil

Now my mouth is a gun

I’ma let my words rain down

Like flames on cardboard

Gangster fools who

Wave their tools in

Pictures on their wall

I could write a song and pretend it’s worth my time

Shake guitars, through smoke-rings framed by candlelight

Memories so perfect liquid fills your eyes

Written down on paper and burned inside my mind

La-la-la-la-la-ha-hah

Oh-oh-oh-ohhh

La-la-la-la-la-ha-hah

Every night we hide

Between my dreams and rhymes

Risk it all to taste your fever one more time

Cut my heart and leave you enough to kill your pain

Proof enough that love must always be in vain

La-la-la-la-la-ha-hah

Oh-oh-oh-ohhh

La-la-la-la-la-ha-hah