Lyrics All of No Man's Land is Ours - Einstürzende Neubauten

All of No Man's Land is Ours

Hello, Central, Hello, hurry, Give me four-
Oh-three;
Hello, Mary, Hello, Jerry, Yes, yes, this is me!
Just landed at the
pier And found the telephone, We’ve been parted for a year, Thank God,
at last I’m home!
Haven’t time to talk a lot, Though I’m feeling mighty gay;
Listen, sweet forget-me-not, I’ve only time to say:
All of No Man’s Land is ours, dear, Now I have come back home to you,
My honey true, Wedding bells in Junie-June All will tell by the tunie-tune,
The victory’s won, the war is over, The whole wide world is wreathed in clover!
Then, hand-in-hand we’ll stroll through life, dear.
Just think how happy we
will be, I mean, we three, We’ll pick a bungalow among the fragrant boughs,
And spend our honeymoon with the blooming flowers
All of No Man’s Land is ours
All of No Man’s Land is ours, dear
Now I have come back home to you
My honey true
Joyfull bells in Junie-June
All will tell by the tunie-tune
The victory’s won, the war is over
The whole wide world is wreathed in clover!
All of No Man’s Land is ours