War Child The Cranberries
[A]Who has saved the [D]war child baby?
[A]Who controls the [D]key?
The [A]web we weave is [D]thick and sorted
[D]Fine [E]by [A]me
At [A]times of war we're [D]all the losers
[A]There's no victo[D]ry
We [A]shoot to kill and [D]kill your lover
[D]Fine [E]by [A]me
[A]War child,[D] victim of[A] political [D]pride
Plant the s[A]eed, territorial [D]greed
[D]Mind the [E]war [A]child, we should [D]mind the [E]war [A]child
I [A]spent last winter [D]in New York and [A]came upon a ma[D]n
He was [A]sleeping on the [D]streets and homeless
He said "[D]I [E]fought in Viet[A]nam"
Be[A]neath his shirt he [D]wore the mark, he [A]bored the mark of prid[D]e
A [A]two-inch-deep in[D]cision, carved [D]in[E]to his [A]side
[A]War child,[D] victim of[A] political [D]pride
Plant the s[A]eed, territorial [D]greed
[D]Mind the [E]war [A]child, you should [D]mind the [E]war [A]child
[A]Who's the loser [D]now? Hey
[A]Who's the loser [D]now?
Where [A]are the losers [D]now?
Where [A]are the losers [D]now?
[A] [E]War [A]child
[A] [E]War [A]child
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