They came and killed his Mother
His Brother and his Dad
And left his body maimed and burnt
On the streets of Old Baghdad
He stood there in the black dust
The flames rising up to his chest
They took his family and they took his arms
The freedom fighters from The West
Just another victim
Just another child
In this bloody history
Of this world gone wild
People came from miles around
Making promises for a better world
Offering democracy and taking lives
What good's an oyster without the pearl
Just another victim
Just another child
In this bloody history
Of this world gone wild
He woke up early one morning
And stared out across the land
Saw the sun rising in the sky
Shining on that golden sand
Just another victim
Just another child
In the bloody history
Of this world gone wild
Just another victory
Of another game
The losers are the children
Killed, murdered and maimed
His Brother and his Dad
And left his body maimed and burnt
On the streets of Old Baghdad
The flames rising up to his chest
They took his family and they took his arms
The freedom fighters from The West
Just another child
In this bloody history
Of this world gone wild
Making promises for a better world
Offering democracy and taking lives
What good's an oyster without the pearl
Just another child
In this bloody history
Of this world gone wild
And stared out across the land
Saw the sun rising in the sky
Shining on that golden sand
Just another child
In the bloody history
Of this world gone wild
Of another game
The losers are the children
Killed, murdered and maimed
Song Info
Copyright
Lyrics © Springtones Records, O/b/o Distrokid
Writer
Giuseppe Masi
Duration
3:00
Submitted by
sepmasi On Jan 20, 2026
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