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Sunny days and smiling faces |
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Isn't that where we belong |
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Down a road only hope can take us |
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Singing songs of peace and love |
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Sing it now |
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But heavy hearts they won't escape us |
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We cross the line when it gets blurred |
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Why can't we if God forgave us? |
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A fight's a fight we both feel burned |
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We'll drop bombs all day and night |
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To show who's in the wrong and who's in the right |
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Who's in the wrong and who's in the right |
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Empty looks on empty faces |
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Something stolen from my soul |
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Seeking gold in foreign places |
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Never filled us up it stole |
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Once again we raise our voices |
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"Give us what we're looking for" |
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The world's a product of our choices |
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Will we choose to stop this war? |
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We'll drop bombs all day and night |
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To show who's in the wrong and who's in the right |
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Who's in the wrong and who's in the right |
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Whoa, whoa... |
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We'll drop bombs all day and night |
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'Til the other one's down and out of sight |
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It seems we can't move on without a fight |
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Singing it now |
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Who's in the wrong and who's in the right? |
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Who's in the wrong and who's in the right? |
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Who's in the wrong and who's in the right? |
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Who's in the wrong and who's in the right? |
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Whoa, whoa... |