Tekster: Foreigner. At War With The World.

Never had no need
For any military aid
And I never took charge of the light brigade
I got no castle to defend or attack
But still I seem to be picking up flack

I am the captain of this body of mine
I'll send fear into the enemy lines
On the ground, in the air or at sea
They're all pointing a finger at me

I'm at war with the world
That's the way it must be
I'll fight while I can
To put an end to this misery

I'm at war with the world
I'll have to fight to be free
Yes I'm at war with the world
Nobody's capturing me

Never have no need
For any military aid
Never took charge of the light brigade
I got no castle to defend or attack
But still I seem to be picking up flack

War with the world, with the world
I'll have to fight to be be free
Yes I'm at war with the world, with the world
Nobody's capturing me

War with the world
What do they want from me?
War with the world
Why don't they let me be?