SINGER: Boomtown Rats

SONG:Banana Republic

Screaming in the suffering sea
it sounds like crying.
everywhere i go - everywhere i see
the black and blue uniforms
Police and priests.
And i wonder do you wonder
when you're sleeping with your whore.
that sharing beds with history
is like a lickin running sores.
forty shades of green
yeah
Sixty shades of red
Heroes going cheap these days
Price: a bullet in the head.
Banana republic - septic isle
Suffer in the screaming sea . . .
it sounds like crying. . . .
Take your hand and lead you
up a garden path.
let me stand aside here
and watch you pass.
striking up a soldier's song
another tune
It begs too many questions
and answer too.
Banana republic - septic isle
Suffer in the screaming sea
it sounds like crying
. . .
The purple and the pinstripe
mutely shake their heads.
a silence shrieking volumes
a vioence worse than they condemn.
stab you in the back
yeah
Laughing in your face
Glad to see the place again -
it's a pity nothing's changed.
Banana republic - septic isle
Suffer in the screaming sea
it sounds like crying
. . .
Banana republic - septic isle
Suffer in the screaming sea
it sounds like crying
. . .