War

You're given two sets of clues

With the answers all the same

And a two-speed crossword

Called 'Love in the suds'

Your bullet holes are screaming

Wearing shoes you should be seen in

With a brave knife and fork

We're all set to go flying

Comes trouble

Here comes trouble

Comes trouble

Here comes trouble

Your thought for the weeks

In the river, river, river

Feels something like a crow

Flying 'round with the planes

And the fish down under

Coming up with rust inside

And your summer days were spent

Collecting soap opera stories

Comes trouble

Here comes trouble

Comes trouble

Here comes trouble

Saved by the music makers

Speed boats to freedom

With the beautiful people

Bullet holes in your head

But you're running out of time

And you're running out of freedom

Now the animal crackers

All set to go flying

Comes trouble

Here comes trouble

Comes trouble

Here comes trouble

Here comes trouble

Comes trouble

Here comes trouble

Comes trouble

Here comes trouble

Comes trouble

Here comes trouble

Comes trouble

Here comes trouble

Comes trouble

Here comes trouble

Comes trouble