sign of our times

: listen

 

 

God only knows

It's not what we would choose (choose, choose) to do (to do, to do)

Forward he cried from the rear

And the front rank died

And the general sat

And the lines on the map

Moved from side to side

Black (black, black, black)

And blue (blue, blue)

And who knows which is which and who is who

Done