Burning Bones

In a restaurant
Drinkin beaujoulais wine
Youre with your favourite girl
And youre passin the time
Well, you look through the paper
Five bottles later
Holocaust in the roxy
Youre lovin your lady
I can seeI can see
Burning bones of war
Ashes on the floor
There stands a soldier
In a barbed-wire land
The fear of death in his eyes
And a bottle in his hand
But, now the wine hes drinking
Its got the taste of blood
No more plastic war movies
To show him what its like
I can seeBurning bones of war
I can seeAshes on the floor(Guitar solo)
I can seeBurning bones of war
I can seeAshes on the floor