Gary Moore - Dirty Fingers

they still remember the day when little boy dropped from his womb. they still remember how their homes became their children's tombs. their suffer mourn each soul who died that august morning why don't we listen, why don't we need the warning? hiroshima the place where innocence was burned. hiroshima the memory makes my stomach turn. hiroshima the world should truly feel the shame. hiroshima the place where facing death became the way of life. so many children have been born who cannot read or write. they cannot speak they cannot hear and some have lost their sight. adults with infant minds don't know the reason why. for they were in their mothers' wombs when death fell from the sky. hiroshima the place where innocence was burned. hiroshima the memory makes my stomach turn. hiroshima the world should truly feel the shame. hiroshima the place where facing death became the way of life. the rest of us should learn a lesson from their sorrow so we can stop it all happening tomorrow. hiroshima the place where innocence was burned. hiroshima the memory makes my stomach turn. hiroshima the world should truly feel the shame. hiroshima the west, the west must take the blame. hiroshima the place where innocence was burned. hiroshima the memory makes my stomach turn. hiroshima men came to shadows where they stood. hiroshima this grain of evil brings no good. no, no. no, no, no, no, no. no, no, no.