Letra : Too Many Dollars

Small town in Germany, another hot July
Under occupation since 1945
Convoy on the ring road, coaches in the square
GI’s in the hedgerows, and tourists everywhere
NATO’s on manoeuvres, ploughing up the farms
Missiles under cavas on the autobahns
F16s, hear the afterburners whine
Pershings in the forest and tanks across the Rhine

There’s too many dollars
Too many dollars
10,000 megatons of tactical defence
Too many dollars and not enough sense

Package tour up the Ruhr, Nikons on thеir knees
Talking ‘bout exchange rates, Vodka duty-free
Tuеsday’s Munich, beer and cheap cigars
British fill the queues, Australians fill the bars
Dining at McDonald’s, opera in the park
LA thinks it’s Disneyland, New York thinks it’s Art
Buying up souvenirs like they saw at school
Hockney in the hall, Pica**o by the pool

There’s too many dollars
Too many dollars
You want a bit of culture, hang the expense
Too many dollars and not enough sense
Checkpoint Charlie, minefields in the snow
Guards bop to Bowie on the forces’ radio
Talking of Gorbachev, heard it all before
Armaments are business, morals are a bore
Talking in Geneva, nothing to conceal
Poison in the harbours, silos in the field
Cold steel hardware, even up the score
A show of strength becomes a theatre of war

There’s too many dollars
Too many dollars
The Greens are getting angry, the Reds are getting tense
The Generals are hungry sitting on the fence
10,000 megatons of tactic defence
Too many dollars and not enough, not enough…
Live in 1987