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Dogs Of War
Song from the Vietnam era, sadly still relevant to now!....live version recorded Feb 2003
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About the song
Anyone who lived through the Vietnam war era will remember the images which became the icons of the anti-war movement, and the damage done to those who even survived that conflict to this day.
Even now we have certain people with warped memories trying to belittle the guy who should be next the President. After the RNC we say, 'They mock the dead with poppies'.........
Even now we have certain people with warped memories trying to belittle the guy who should be next the President. After the RNC we say, 'They mock the dead with poppies'.........
Lyrics
DOGS OF WAR (Harflett/Perkins)
I think I hear the dogs of war
Howling on the hill
And, though they say the world's at peace,
I hear them howling still.
Oh, the masters they are shrieking
and they shout in freedom's name,
Their words alone can never hide the bleeding face of pain
For our fathers died in freedom's cloak but the world remained the same.
CHORUS:
For the armies they are marching to the beating of the drum
And the distant sound of thunder is telling us to come
But we have heard the message a thousand times before.
Will a million voices answer NO to the howling dogs of war?
Though they mock the dead with poppies, the ones who never went
And speak in shameful whispers, of the heroes who were sent.
Still the masters grew much richer, and the common man was slain
And now the curs are thirsting for our young men's blood again
For our fathers died in freedom's cloak but the world remains the same.
Speak not to me of glory, tell to me no lies
For the widows and the orphans are crying in your eyes,
And a dreadful toll of murder is lying at your feet,
and when your lives are ended, the armies you will meet.
And the ones you calmly slaughtered will be your judges then,
and your riches will not save you from the butchered sons of men.
I think I hear the dogs of war
Howling on the hill
And, though they say the world's at peace,
I hear them howling still.
Oh, the masters they are shrieking
and they shout in freedom's name,
Their words alone can never hide the bleeding face of pain
For our fathers died in freedom's cloak but the world remained the same.
CHORUS:
For the armies they are marching to the beating of the drum
And the distant sound of thunder is telling us to come
But we have heard the message a thousand times before.
Will a million voices answer NO to the howling dogs of war?
Though they mock the dead with poppies, the ones who never went
And speak in shameful whispers, of the heroes who were sent.
Still the masters grew much richer, and the common man was slain
And now the curs are thirsting for our young men's blood again
For our fathers died in freedom's cloak but the world remains the same.
Speak not to me of glory, tell to me no lies
For the widows and the orphans are crying in your eyes,
And a dreadful toll of murder is lying at your feet,
and when your lives are ended, the armies you will meet.
And the ones you calmly slaughtered will be your judges then,
and your riches will not save you from the butchered sons of men.
