How Does It Feel?
Like a lot of people I became increasingly annoyed throughout the Falkland’s War at the callous and exploitative tactics used by some of the television reporters. They would choose someone who had been through a traumatic experience, ask them questions and then even after they had obtained an answer they stayed silent, waiting for their victim to elaborate. The silence would lengthen, as the camera moved in to catch the emotions........
The captain stood alone on the deck
A tired and a broken man
He'd lost his ship it had sunk in the sea
But he still couldn't understand
Then the interviewer asked him to explain
There were millions who wanted to know
How it feels when a missile rips open your ship
It must have been an awful blow
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How does it feel?
Open up your soul
How does it feel?
Hey, let the cameras roll
Let them roll!
The woman was crying a tear in her eye
As she saw her son come home
She managed to smile as she started to wave
As he limped towards her alone
Then the interviewer asked her how does it feel
To have your son crippled in the war
And how do you feel about your other son
Who's missing, unaccounted for
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Then the SAS man climbed down from the ship
His eyes shone like cold steel
The interviewer moved in - he had to know
How a war hardened veteran would feel
But before he could ask a boot crashed in his groin
And he fell to the floor with a groan
And he heard a voice asking him how did that feel
But he just wanted to be left alone
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