Vers 1:
Oh how I miss
The smell of war
Trenches and piss
Corpses and gore
Feasting gullasch
Grenades' my relief
Bomb crater whiplash
Battle fatigued
Vers B:
Party like its 1914
with my comrades in the trenches- hand me a vodka
Vers 2:
Sometimes I dream
A psychologist
Tells me I’m mean
She doesn't know shit
Says it's not real
But I know it is
Sarge Vlad called me
Going to the farmacy
Vers B:
Party like its 1914
With my comrades in the trenches- hand me a vodka
People tells me im battle fatigued
Chorus :
(1914!)
(Battle fatigued!)
Rock star for life
None demands-wife
Brings me presents
For german friends
Playing football
Inside my cell
Russian winter party
No-mans land hell
Vers B:
Party like its 1914
With my comrades in the trenches- hand me a vodka
People tells me im battle fatigued
(Break down)
Chorus :
(1914!)
(Battle fatigued!)
Song writers: Mads Buur Holbeck
credits
from A Series Of Unfortunate Events,
released August 16, 2020
Vocals: Mads Buur
Rythm Guitar: Omar Alabed
Lead Guitar: Louis Velasquez
Bass: Omar Alabed
Drums: Tobias Nørholm
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