Children Of Dust - G.B.H.

It started off as innocent fun

A stranger in a foreign land

A boy with a gun and no name

Seeks compassion with a girl in hand

When your conscience taps you on the shoulder

You’ll be a little wiser and older

Not even we can save the children of dust

Not even we can save the children of dust

Well, not even we can save the children of dust

Task completed but you lost face

Returning home the conquering savior

The little girl who lives next door

Takes a shine to your cool behavior

When your conscience taps you on the shoulder

You’ll be a little wiser and older

Not even we can save the children of dust

Not even we can save the children of dust

Well, not even we can save the children of dust

A steady job and a nice clean house

Part of your parents' scheming

The past will always catch you out

In 'Nam a child is screaming

When your conscience taps you on the shoulder

You’ll be a little wiser and older

Not even we can save the children of dust

Not even we can save the children of dust

Well, not even we can save the children of dust

Youth has gone now, the past is settled

You’ll pay for that night of lust

A million miles, a promise

And a child of the dust

When your conscience taps you on the shoulder

You’ll be a little wiser and older

Not even we can save the children of dust

Not even we can save the children of dust

Well, not even we can save the children of dust