The women want "rights"
while the soldiers go to fight
but I just want my Gin and Tonic
Every minute there's a siren
"Bang!" another life's gone
but I just want my Gin and Tonic
Survival of the fittest
whos next on the hitlist?
I just want my Gin and Tonic
Then a sudden bomb drops,
and the pub falls to rocks
whilst my heart slowly stops.
My glass breaks
my hand shakes
my body aches
Now through the rocks
spills my Gin and Tonic...
By Ebony Ashantai
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