Pendulum Turns - Attrition

She fiddles while Rome burns

Never learns

She dines while the pendulum turns

Forgets what she earns

She travels in the back of a black car

Goes so far

She went to Sarajevo

They didn’t want to know though

She dines on white wine

No time

For crying on white lines

Stress lines

She dances on stone floors

Forget the war

They call her Marie

She needs the law

She fiddles while Rome burns

She dines while the pendulum turns

I’ll see you in time

I’ll meet you

Greet you in '89

I’ll see you in Mexico

Don’t go there

Heads roll

Take me to the '45

Who smiles at war trials

Who lies

When their hands are burned

When the pendulum turns

They call me roundhead

When the pendulum turns

They call me deathshead

When the pendulum turns