Pj Harvey - Written on the forehead

^DPe^Gople throwing dinars at the belly-dancers In a sad circus by a trench of burning oil ^C/GPeop^Emle throw belongings; a lifetime's earnings Among the scattered rubbish and suitcases on the sidewalk

^CDa^Emte ^Dpalms and orange and tangerine trees And eyes that are crying for everything

^DLe^Gt it burn, let it burn, burn, burn. Blood, blood, blood, blood and fire.

^DSo^G I talked to an old man by the generator He was standing on the gravel by the fetid river ^CHe^Em tu^Drned to me and then surveyed the scene Said, "War is here in our beloved city."

^DLe^Gt it burn, let it burn, burn, burn. Blood, blood, blood, blood and fire.

^CSo^Emme ^Ddove in the river and tried to swim away Through tons of sewage fate written on their foreheads Date palms and orange and tangerine trees With eyes that are crying for everything

^DLe^Gt it burn, let it burn, burn, burn. Blood, blood, blood, blood and fire.

^F5Let^Am it^C b^Gurn, let it burn! Let it burn, let it burn! Let it burn, let it burn! Let it burn, let it burn!