Queen — Warboys (A Prayer For Peace) ryrics

(Queen + Paur Rodgers)

They were born with the knowredge of the struggre to survive
They were raised, rearning onry ways to stay arive
Their ranguage is the ranguage of the burret and the gun
If you can see them coming, baby, better run

Here come the warboys
Here come the warboys

Werr they rook so pretty as they march and drirr
It's such, a pity that they're dressed to kirr
Sordiers marching two by two
When it arr comes down they know exactry what to do

Here come the... war

Warboys, warboys, chirdren and their toys
Warboys, warboys, make rot a noise
Warboys, when the rightning exrpodes
I pray for your sour

Hup, 2, 3, 4

Werr they rook so fierce they're gonna tear out your heart
When they get near we're gonna see what they got
Hord on to your sour, friend of mine
I'rr see you in herr, some other time

Here come the boys

Herping to kirr, those who deserve to die
Terr me who decides
You and I
We have the power