storm warning on the radio
armageddon on the late night show
and like my father before
we've got love on the barricades
battle hymns and hit parades
got nothing but a uniform
general issue and rules that i will warn
serial number stamped across my name
my fate is decided by kangaroo court
tin soldiers marching in flame
until the sun shines again
there's no phoenix rising
and the future's stillborn
my coat of colors is torn
oh. supernova on the baltic sea
pushbutton logic dehumanizing me
and it gets a lot like tv
we've got children starving in the streets
and no man withstands its heat
kings and pawns all compete
first gets the oil and the gold
that there's still time to turn the tide
there's no phoenix rising
and the future's stillborn
my coat of colors is torn