Look up I hear the scream of sirens on the wall  I see a policeman crying in the backseat of a dying Ford  Hotel waiters leave the bedrooms of stars  Who are far too old  And no-one ever told me  That I could be so cold  Bombers fight at zero feet  Bombers fight at zero  I see an old man knocked to the ground  And beaten by the vicar's wife  No-one stops to help they're far too busy  Trying to save their own lives  A tiny girl screams for mother  And wanders out into the street  I saw her going down underneath  A thousand people's running feet  Bombers fight at zero feet  Bombers fight at zero  All the junkies pulling needles from their arms  Hope it lasts all night  And all the soldiers curse the day they joined the army  And prepare to fight  In silent bars, in silent rooms, in silent cars  You hide where you can  And me I know just whereyou are, you see  I'm a bomber man  Bombers fight at zero feet  Bombers fight at zero