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when johnny comes marching home again |
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he's coming by bus or underground |
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a woman's eye will shed a tear |
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to see his face so beaten in fear |
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an' it was just around the corner in the english civil war |
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it was still at the stage of clubs and fists |
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when that well-known face got beaten to bits |
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your face was blue in the light of the screen |
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as we watched the speech of an animal scream |
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the new party army was marching right over our heads |
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alright |
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there you are, ha ha, i told you so |
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says everybody that we know |
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but who hid a radio under the stairs |
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an' who got caught out on their unawares? |
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when that new party army came marching right up the stairs |
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when johnny comes marching home again |
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nobody understands it can happen again |
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the sun is shining an' the kids are shouting loud |
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but you gotta know it's shining through a crack in the cloud |
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and the shadows keep falling when johnny comes marching home |
