Joan Armatrading - All The Way From America lyrics

He's walking like a small child

But watch his eyes burn you away

Black holes in his golden stare

God knows he wants to go home

Children of The damned

Repeat another 3 times

He's walking like a dead man

If he had lived he would have crucified us all

Now he's standing on the last step

He thought oblivion well it beckons us all

Children of The Damned

Repeat another 3 times

Now it burns his hand he's turning to laugh

Smiles as the flame sears his flesh

Melting his face screaming in pain

Peeling the skin from his eyes

Watch him die according to plan

He's dust on the ground what did we learn

You're Children of The Damned

Your back's against the wall

You turn into the light

You're Children of The Damned

Like candles watch them burn

Burning in the light

You'll burn again tonight

You're Children of The Damned