I see them marching off to war. They’re looking so heroic.
I’m told they won’t be gone for long, but that’s a lie and they know it.
Ten thousand gone they won’t return, never to be seen again.
Strategic games is all we learn in the end, but they say:

Don’t you worry about the situation (a message from the telephone).
They out there fighting for the state of the nation (I’m waiting a chance to come home).
They always have to fight the alienation (I realize I’m fighting alone).

When nightmares memories fades to dust, we’ll get back on our feet again.
This war has nothing to do with us, but somehow we’re still involved in it.
Well.
Don’t you worry about the situation (a message from the telephone).
They out there fighting for the state of the nation (I’m waiting a chance to come home).
They always have to fight the alienation (I realize I’m fighting alone).

There’s no place like home.

[Industry, 1984]