Fire in the Field

Lyrics

by land by sea
only trouble comin’ one-two-three
wind shift through the sail
wind shift through the sail
ridin’ high in the valley’s drift
what vehicle is this
what mile is this

these hills never looked so strange

while this height is in my hand
we will find another place to land

there’s a page in the council’s hand sayin’
“kill ‘em dead - don’t let ‘em live”
we need some more speed
to get over on them
bullets flyin’ breakin’ glass
who’s blood is this, who’s blood is this

these hills never looked so strange

while this height is in my hand
we will find another place to land