Wootton Bassett Town - Ian Anderson

Hourglass sands run through my veins

Like blood draining from a salty wound

Mad Mars forgets the cost of strife

Serves no longer purpose in my life

I lie in sweat cry others' tears

And write a letter to my Mum

My wife my God unheard unseen

Who never thinks to intervene

Oh what pain and oh what lie has

Called to us from heaven on high

This cruel and harsh sweet punishment

For follies acted leaves us spent

Long road to Baghdad

Then Persian hordes

Where will we stop to

Sheath our swords

IEDs lie patient sleeping

Wake when soldier boots come creeping

Hourglass sands run through

My veins like blood draining

From a salty wound

Mad Mars forgets the cost of strife

Serves no longer purpose in my life

Down this dusty scorched wind blast track

Eyes facing forward ne'er look back

As rain comes down on

Wootton Bassett Town black hearses

Crawl and church bells sound

Bikers burghers line the kerbs;

A politician a Highness Royal

Chance shoppers tradesmen

Stiffly stand and shed their

Tears for the military man

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