Testo
There's thunder in the morning
There's vermin in the skies
There's slaughter in the sunlight
A murderous disguise
A cannon of destruction
For every mother's son
Who've now become the boys of '41
There's burning in the harbor
There's fire in the sea
There's no shelter in the water
No escape along the quay
And another eagle's shattered
Our history's begun
The story of the boys of '41
Don't remind us this is what they've been waiting for
On the day they took the oath we knew the score
And although they'd rather not go up against us they