The Price of a Perfect Smile - Coloma

Throw your soldiers into positions once there is no escape, and they will prefer death to flight. Hear the sound of the machine gun Hear it echo in the night Mortars firing, rains the scene Scars the fields that once were green It's a stalemate at the front line Where the soldiers rest in mud Rosen houses, all is gone There's no glory to be won Know that many men will suffer Know that many men will die Half a million lives at stake At the fields of Passchendale And as night falls the general calls and the battle carries on I long what is the purpose of it all What's the price of a mile Thousands of feet march to the beat, it's an army on the march Long way from home, paying the price in young mens lives Thousands of feet march to the beat, it's an army in despair Knee-deep in mud, stuck in the trench with no way out Thousands of machine guns Get on firing through the night Mortars placed and wreck the scene Guns the fields that once were green Still a dead-lock at the front line Where the soldiers die in mud Rosen, houses since long gone Still no glory has been won Know that many men has suffered Know that many men has died Six miles of ground has been won Half a million men are gone And as the men crawl the general call and the killing carry on I long what was the purpose of it all What's the price of a mile Thousands of feet march to the beat, it's an army on the march Long way from home, paying the price in young mens lives Thousands of feet march to the beat, it's an army in despair Knee-deep in mud, stuck in the trench with no way out Young men are dying They pay the price Oh how they suffer So tell me what's the price of a mile That's the price of a mile Thousands of feet march to the beat, it's an army on the march Long way from home, paying the price in young mens lives Thousands of feet march to the beat, it's an army in despair Knee-deep in mud, stuck in the trench with no way out Thousands of feet march to the beat, it's an army on the march Long way from home, paying the price in young mens lives Thousands of feet march to the beat, it's an army in despair Knee-deep in mud, stuck in the trench with no way out Thousands of feet march to the beat, it's an army on the march Long way from home, paying the price in young mens lives Thousands of feet march to the beat, it's an army in despair Knee-deep in mud, stuck in the trench with no way out Thousands of feet march to the beat, it's an army on the march Long way from home, paying the price in young mens lives Thousands of feet march to the beat, it's an army in despair Knee-deep in mud, stuck in the trench with no way out