Lyrics Bruce Cockburn

Bruce Cockburn

It's Going Down Slow

Go tell the sergeant-major

To get that thing repaired

They're losing their pawns in Asia

There's slaughter in every square

Oh

It's going down slow

It's going down slow

Go get the fire department

To bring that hose along

And them and the schoolboy bandits

Can water each other's lawn

Oh

It's going down slow

It's going down slow

Everybody seems to be leaving

Better say your travelling prayers

It don't matter how you get it

It's where do you go from there

Oh

It's going down slow

It's going down slow

It's going down slow

It's going down slow

God, damn the hands of glory

That hold the bloody firebrand high

Close the book and end the story

Of how so many men have died

Let the world retain in memory

That mighty tongues tell mighty lies

And if mankind must have an enemy

Let it be his warlike pride

Let it be his warlike pride