Lyrics:

I wish the war was on
I know this sounds strange to you
I miss the war-time life
Anything could happen then:
Around a corner, behind a door
I miss the canon fire
I miss the air strikes at night
Down on the basement floor
We held each other tight
It rained plaster, it rained glass
We held on for our life
I wish the war was on
I know this sounds strange to you
My poor crippled con
My sad one-legged Jew
I see what it's done to you
I wish the war was on
We really worked together then
Do you remember when
You held the horse, I slit his throat
The blood ran, melting the snow?
When the meat was carved
The children screamed
And the women cheered