Forty Years - Joe Jackson

    (On the 10th anniversary of the end of World War II)

    Here in Berlin - people line up to get in
    To wait for the end - living in glorious sin
    They've looked around - and now there is no looking back
    To when rivers ran red - now it's the sky that grows black
    Shadows are cast as two giants roam over the earth
    We light a match - but what is that little flame worth

    Once allies danced and sang
    But it was forty years ago

    Here in D.C. - they talk about 'Euro-disease'
    And how the French are always so damn hard to please
    otions are passed in Brussels but no one agrees
    And no one walks tall - but no-one gets down on their knees

    Once allies laughed and drank
    But it was forty years ago

    Where I come from
    They don't like Americans much
    They think they're so loud, so tasteless, and so out of touch
    Stiff upper lips are curled into permanent sneers
    Awaiting the next forty years

    Once allies cried and cheered
    But it was forty years ago

    Marco Giunco
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