Presidents and peace spreading poets. Getting gunned down in the streets. Shown to us on our prime time screens. For our tea time treat. Lunatics we voted for denying. Everything that they swore. We sit around and shout about it. But we don't do nothing more. Drafted for police action. But they decided on a war. Telling us we were saving mankind. Why don't you ask Cambodia. We were solving it with marijuana. We were sure that we could. Always leavin' it to someone else. Just knocking on wood. We're goin' back to the trenches. We're goin' back to the trenches. Well you say you got a say so. But you're knowin' that it ain't so. And you turn away. You think it's safer to ignore it. But the score is your children have to pay. Everybody wants better. Everybody talkin' 'bout it. Are we wastin' time. Gotta stop only lookin' talkin'. We're all guilty of the crime. We're goin' back to the trenches. We're goin' back to the trenches. We gotta move we got everything to lose. We gotta move we got everything to lose. We're all headed for the front. But everybody's fightin' for a good address. It's time we made the changes. Or we'll be burnin' with the rest. We just ain't communicatin' and I don't. Mean conversations on the telephone. When Nero starts to fiddle this time. There's a lot more gonna burn than Rome. we're goin' back to the trenches. we're goin' back to the trenches. we're goin' back to the trenches. we're goin' back to the trenches. . (written by Nazareth). copyright 1982 Fool Circle Lusic limited. all rights reserved.. lyrics used by permission.