Foreign Skies

ORIGINAL SONG (NOT A COVER) Suit man talkin’ downtown late Boots on the table, maps on the crate Talkin’ ‘bout freedom and flags Big black cars by the palace gate Young boys dyin’ while the generals wait Smilin’ for the photograph Tell me now Can you hear them people cry Tell me now Can you hear them people cry Burnin’ under foreign skies Dust blowin’ down the boulevard Church bells ringin’ by the burned-out cars Smoke risin’ over the wells Gold in the dirt, oil in the sand That’s all he sees when he shakes a hand Numbers climbing on the shelf Tell me now Can you hear them people cry Tell me now Can you hear them people cry Burnin’ under foreign skies Safe inside them marble rooms Men clap hands while the cities burn Drinkin’ whiskey in the dark Mama kneelin’ in the rain Holdin’ pictures, callin’ names While the tanks roll through the park Tell me now Can you hear them people cry Tell me now Can you hear them people cry Burnin’ under foreign skies --- Music generated using aimusicgen AI under commercial license. Lyrics written by APSK. © 2026 APSK. All rights reserved. This song contains AI-generated music.