Humans in their spring livery Skinny boys without much meat on them Boys licked their lips as the 'war' was cut Movements that inflamed the girls with tears
We'll do it for fathers We'll do it for mothers We'll do it for sister We'll do it for brothers
Enemies filled with holes and gaps And we did it with poetry Pads of cotton wool and gauze for our wounds The beauty pales beside the films And the friends that you fight with All dressed in evil girls holding their hands
We'll do it for fathers We'll do it for mothers We'll do it for sisters We'll do it for brothers