White flag

White flag

Where are they?
Where are all my friends -ends-ends-ends-ends-ends
They ran out
Though there were always more than a few -oo-oo-oo-oo-oo

They've hid
In various obscure institutions -utions-utions-utions-utions-utions
Swallowed up
By galloping prostitutions -utions-utions-utions-utions-utions

Where are my friends
Militants from those past years
There were always more than a few
Now I'm alone

Who is that gentleman
Who speaks so culturally
Oh how he tries to sit and stand nicely
Gasp what a tone what a bow
What depth in every topic
And what intelligent beliefs -efs-efs-efs-efs-efs

Where are my friends
Militants from those past years
There were always more than a few
Now I'm alone
Here they are everyone is here
My friends from many fronts
What a parade what a beautiful stride
Marching shoulder to shoulder straight ahead
And in slippers, in suits
With pajamas under their arms
With foundations, taxes and with white flags
There goes a crowd of them crowd of them
Crowd of them crowd of them
Crowd of them crowd of them
Crowd of them...

Where are they
Where are they
They ran out
They ran out

Where are they
They ran out
Where are they
They ran out
Where are they
They ran out
Where are they
They ran out

Where are they
Where are they
They ran out...

Where are they -ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-...