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I'll take you down to that bright city mile --- |
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There to powder your sweet face and paint on a smile, |
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That will show all of the pleasures and none of the pain, |
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When you join my explosion |
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And play with my games. |
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Warchild dance the days, and dance the nights away. |
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No unconditional surrender; no armistice day --- |
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Each night i'll die in my contentment and lie in your grave. |
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While you bring me water and i give you wine --- |
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Let me dance in your tea-cup and you shall swim in mine. |
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Warchild dance the days, and dance the nights away. |
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Open your windows and i'll walk through your doors. |
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Let me live in your country --- let me sleep by your shores. |
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Warchild dance the days, and dance the nights away. |
