Fighting Between The Wars

A spot of Brit Pop based on a backing track but with my playing bass, electric guitar solo, acoustic (6 and 12 string) and singing. My lyrics and melody.

No idea what this is about, something to do with the daft idea of honour amongst thieves, between the wars housing, fire "guards", peace, love, misunderstanding.

Fighting between the wars

In kinder times, we're sinning, but foresaken, there's no winning
The judges call and we have to tell them no
The thieves are running wild. And they're drinking blessed mild,
but all our thoughts are with them as they go

Won't you run this way with me?
I'm fighting fires a little better this time
Won't you run away with me
and we'll carry on until we see nothing

Fighting between the wars, take a chance or break a law
Hoping that they'll never catch us now we're running
Facing up to older scores, Evened odds we've had before
But, we can seek neutrality

The gentler hand that's feeding, takes the food that we're all needing
The judgement scorns the honour that they show
The thieves once running wild now screaming "mercy mild!"
and all our thoughts still with them as they go

Won't you hide away with me?
I found the fire a little warmer this time
Won't you come and stay with me
and we'll carry on until we can feel nothing

Fighting between the wars, take a chance on broken law
Hoping that they'll never catch us now we're running
Facing up to colder scores, Even gods we've had before
But, we can face neutrality

Fighting between the wars, take a chance or break a law
Hoping that they'll never catch us now
Sailing up to golden shores, we can hear the ocean's roar
Oh we have found, Yes we have found
Now we have found neutrality