| Song | War |
| Artist | Charming Hostess |
| Album | Sarajevo Blues |
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| War, and nothing is going on | |
| I go into town to beg for cigarettes | |
| I've always known your scent, but you've never been closer | |
| It's cold in the morning, you put my underwear on | |
| Your joy at the packets of humanitarian aid makes me happy and sad at the same time | |
| And I ask myself where on earth do you find us coffee every night | |
| I was young and I didn't know that death's something a lot more common than it seems | |
| So plain that anything you say about it sounds trite. |