Trenches don’t lie abroad
But behind paper thick walls
The war next door
Just enough to muffle the sound
As her head flies flat to the ground
The war next door
On the bedroom and the kitchen floor
Fist clenched/eyes are bulging
Neck gripped/ my soul’s a jumping
Face kicked/ my heart’s a thumping
The war next door
The war next door
On the bedroom and the kitchen floor
One more woman goes face down
Hit by the sniper flat to the ground
Sarajevo behind the walls
On the kitchen and the bedroom floor
Music by Max Maffia
Lyrics by Gerry Guarino
Guitars & Samples: Max Maffia
Keyboard: Lore Maffia
Lead Vocals: Rod Guarino
Backing vocals: Gerry Guarino
Recorded by Max Maffia
Produced by Lore Maffia