The Great War

A Man With Nothing To Do - Justin Currie The lovers of the world are slaving away But I do nothing much but breath When good men do nothing, it's true what they say The devil is rolling up his sleeve It's got so busy in this time that I'm doing nothi

She's made her mark on me, she scarred my memory Make shallow wounds in the depht of night And give up my liberty, that's what she wants from me Well, I guess I'd care but it feels alright And if I lose my grip I won't make it anyhow So I can't let g

Baby, You Survived - Justin Currie Baby, can't you cry, or is she ain't letting you? That eyelash in you eye ain't what's upsetting you. Though she's dead and out of sight. She still throws your shoes across the room at night. And she still says you'