Syria Songtext
von The Waifs

Nails and bombs and dying son
Daughter is nearly three
Give a man my coin
Take a boat with my family
I′ve heard all about the sunshine
But all I've seen is rain, rain, rain, rain
Raining bombs upon our home
Cannot return again

What′s a man to do, what's a man to do
When everything's been taken from you
What′s a man to do, what′s a man to do
Nails and bombs and a dying son
What's a man to do


I know nothing of the ocean
I′ve been reared a farming man
Chin up above the water
'Til your feet hit the sand
We′re floating in the darkness
Now they're talking ′bout the tides, tides, tides, tides
I've got everything to lose
My wife and children by my side

What's a man to do, what′s a man to do
When everything has been taken from you
What′s a man to do, what's a man to do
Nails and bombs and a dying son
What′s a man to do

Life's my God-given right
Goddamn this holy war
Don′t know who they're fighting against
Don′t know who they're fighting for
Spend my time praying to God
Praying for peace, peace, peace, peace
What's the use of praying to God if my
God ain′t hearing me?


What′s a man to do, what's a man to do
When everything has been taken from you
What′s a man to do, what's a man to do
Nails and bombs and a dying son
What′s a man to do
What's a man to do
What′s a man to do

Pray, pray, pray
Pray, pray, pray