Eagle’s Son

Pochette de l'album Even More Electric Banana.

Pochette de l'album Philippe DeBarge.Paroles

Eagle’s son, eagle’s son

When you find somebody, they’re tugging [?] at your sleep
Death, he wears a uniform, he’s asking you to leave
Flights of waving symbols crash, you must not be late

Eagle’s son, eagle’s son

Country spitting with the law [?], they burn beneath the sky
They don’t want to kill you, they’re just asking you to die

Eagle’s son, eagle’s son

When you saw the enemy, I heard you turned and run
But now your soul flies high and now they’ve taken away your gun

Eagle’s son, eagle’s son