Fighting Again - Immaculate Fools

You with your wild innocence

Me with an empty gun

Am I dancing the dance of the dead?

Has the race been already won?

Mama they’re fighting

Father they’re fighting

Look they’re fighting again

Serious young men standing all in a row

Fighting they’re fighting again

Follow their laughter all the way home

I hope that their dreams are well fed

Mama they’re fighting

Father they’re fighting

Look they’re fighting again

Choke on your youth as you soak up the truth

With fist with rock and with chain

You’ll never disguise your stupidity

Or prove yourself as a man

Mama they’re fighting

Father they’re fighting

Look they’re fighting again

You’re older now much wises than then

You’ve turned into fine gentlemen

But cover your tracks

There’s no turning back

You’re always and easily dead

Mama they’re fighting

Father they’re fighting

Look they’re fighting

Mama they’re fighting

Fighting again