A Child Of a Few Hours Is Burning To Death lyrics

A child of a few hours Is burning to death Her eyes are full of smoke Her mouth is full of fire Napalm is perfect For women and children Forgive us, Forgive us We should have called Suzy and Bobby They like to watch fires Pretend it's not happening It will be clipped Out of tomorrow's news show After the funeral after the feast, baby With so many bodies at our feet We should have called Suzy and Bobby They like to watch fires We all are nothing But soft moist people With soft moist hands Folded over our buttons Silently sleeping Cold and unmoving and doing nothing We should have called Suzy and Bobby They like to watch fires A child of a few hours Is burning to death Her eyes are full of smoke Her mouth is full of fire