In the Face of All of This

Where there’s an aircraft down
There’ll be casualties from some English town
There’s always an African war
Meaning one vote, once, once more
In the face of all of this
What troubles do you and I possess?
In the face of all of this
Trouble enough it seems
Down in Afghanistan
They’ve killed a woman who dressed like a man
A city is under mud
But it’s OK, there’s no television blood
In the face of all of this
What troubles do you and I possess?
In the face of all of this
Our troubes are easy to resist
Here’s the chinese
They do exactly what the please
And the toll is climbing high
What troubles do you and I possess?
In the face of all of this
Troubles I’ll now put away