Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Man's Land, artist - Ultrasound. Album song Real Brittania, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 01.12.2016
Record label: Classic Album Club
Song language: English
No Man's Land |
| Us boys are free to graze our knees |
| We live to fight the foe |
| With British bulldog balls we make a stand |
| We play the game with dirt-streaked frames |
| Our enemies will know |
| We’re here to play a game called no man’s land |
| Brothers-in-arms we fight to save our lives |
| Every morn from nine till four |
| Crying war |
| With drums and knives we pack our troubles |
| In our old kit bag and smile |
| Boy to man |
| We crawl through fences into no man’s land |
| Us men are here to follow fear |
| We’re made to fight the foe |
| With British bulldog balls we make our stand |
| We go to war with nothing more |
| Than what we have to show |
| We’ve come to play a game called no man’s land |
| Brothers-in-arms we fight to save our lives |
| Every morn we heed the call |
| Crying war |
| With drums and knives we pack our troubles |
| In our old kit bag and smile |
| Man to boy |
| We break the fences down |