(Steve Katz/Dick Halligan) 



While the king and queen lie sleeping 

And their daughters smile so nice. 

Brothers wait through windows 

And the peasants die for rice. 

And here I'm standing naked 

Laughing madly at the sun. 

Though I wanted to sleep late today 

The Battle's just begun. 



Oh, the Devil in all his wisdom 

The father in all his grace 

The servant's sons are washed in blood 

And the man has run his race 



A moving target looms behind the street where soldiers stood 

Siren screams out desperately 

Like only humans could 

And standing on my balcony 

I watch the battle run 

Yes the war is never over 

But the day is never done 



Oh, the Devil in all his wisdom, 

the father in all his grace, 

The servant's sons are washed in blood 

And the man has run his race. 



Six-white horses like the wind are running, 

Five are far behind 

The captain lost his daughter, 

The sergeant lost his mind. 

The soldiers they still scream for riches 

Even though they swore 

That sons and daughters wouldn't live 

Unless we won the war. 



Oh, the Devil in all his wisdom, 

the father in all his grace, 

The servant's sons are washed in blood 

And the man has run his race.