Fatal Fallacy Songtext
von The Peppermint Trolley Company

When Johnny comes marching home again
Hurrah! Hurrah!
We′ll give him a hearty welcome then
Hurrah! Hurrah!
The men will cheer and the boys will shout
The ladies they will all turn out
And we'll all feel gay
When Johnny comes marching home

And where are the legs that used to run?
Hurroo, hurroo
Where are the legs that used to run?
Hurroo, hurroo
Where are the legs that used to run
When first you learned to carry a gun?
Indeed your dancing days are done
Johnny, I′d hardly know ya

We talk of home and happiness
We talk of country and God bless
But only this I see, the fatal fallacy of all


There's the church in the city
Golden cross looks so pretty
Hear the minister's often sinister word
Come with me and I′ll save you
Let my sermons enslave you
Making servants of you to nation and God

We talk of home and happiness
We talk of country and God bless
But only this I see, the fatal fallacy of all

There′s a man with a helmet over there
He can kill if he wants and no one cares
After all that is what a soldier's for
There′s no doubt in his mind his cause is just
So each day he can place in God his trust
But there's no time for prayer in time of war
Of war

We talk of home and happiness
We talk of country and God bless
But only this I see, the fatal fallacy of all


I can dream of a time
When I′ll wake up to find
That the battle is won
That the feeling has gone
But the feeling remains
And it can never change
Until hatred is gone, until justice is done

But it's a feeling in every one of us
And it′ll be there until man turns to dust
And I can see it in men who learn to hate
And I can see it in those resigned to fate
And I can see it in men who try to hide
And it's a feeling embedded deep inside
And though I can not point out this fallacy
Still I can see it in you and I can see it in me

We talk of home and happiness
We talk of country and God bless
But only this I see, the fatal fallacy of all

We talk of home and happiness
We talk of country and God bless
But only this I see, the fatal fallacy of all
Of all
Of all