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Bring the boys back |
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They're under attack |
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Pack up your stuff |
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Before you get smacked |
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The maps are folded |
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The truck's are loaded |
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The spirit of the troops |
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By the heat remolded |
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The plan was simple |
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And time was crucial |
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Who knows now if |
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It's still essential? |
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A sort of revenge |
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Gone out of hand |
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Black gold is worth |
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A few dead men |
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Find the getaway |
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Time to get away |
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Find the getaway |
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Finally get away |
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Bring the kids home |
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Since they're on hold |
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The sky above their head |
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Is filled with black smoke |
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No more to prove |
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Their minds get loose |
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Becoming targets |
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A mirage confused |
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The world is watching |
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The moves you're making |
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And every action |
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Might be mistaken |
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No one's a winner |
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But you ain't losers |
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As we fill our tanks |
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You're damn good soldiers |
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Find the getaway |
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Time to get away |
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Find the getaway |
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Finally get away |
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Away from here |
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The battlefields of gods |
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The wasteland of titans |
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Where everything's destroyed |
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Only speculations |
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Who speaks for you |
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As they make their millions |
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I speak for you |
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Wait for orders! |
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Please stand by! |
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Let's call it even |
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Even now, even now |
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Before it's too late |