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The Beat Of Black Wings (LP Version) - Joni Mitchell (琼尼·米契儿)
I met a young soldier
He said his name was killer kyle
He was shakin all over
Like a night frightened child
This is his story
Its a tough one for me to sing
Hard as the squawk and the flap
And the beat of the beat of black wings
They gave me a gun he said
They gave me a mission
For the power and the glory
Propaganda piss on em
Theres a war zone inside me
I can feel things exploding
I can't even hear the f**king music playing
For the beat of the beat of black wings
He said I never had nothing
Nothing I could believe in
My girl killed our unborn child
Without even grievin
I put my hands on her belly
To feel the kid kickin damn
Shed been to some clinic
Oh the beat of black wings
They want you they need you
They train you to kill
To be a pin on some map
Some vicarious thrill
The old hate the young
Thats the whole heartless thing
The old pick the wars
We die in em
To the beat of the beat of black wings
Theres a man drawing pictures
On the sidewalk with chalk
Just as fast as he draws em
Rain come down and wash em off
Keep the drinks comin girl
Til I can't feel anything
I'm just a chalk mark in a rainstorm
I'm just the beat of black wings
