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Came in this morning high on a bird's wing |
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Quite open minded but still quite aware |
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Followed the sunrise right through from dawning |
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Picking out landmarks that said I was there |
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Led to positions by stern faced leaders |
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Who never let one smile depart from their face |
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Then with an arm raise the slaughter is started |
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One or two crack up and start to cry |
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Selfishness breeds in this cesspool of sorrow |
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Every few moments I see I friend die |
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Synchronized watches flash in the sunlight |
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As into the battle we are all led |
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Killer, killer, keep your thoughts at bay |
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Maiming, destroying, every single day |
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Is this the way that you get your fun |
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Slaying, waylaying, in the heat of the midday sun |
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Get out, get out, go and do your job |
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Rape and pillage, squander all and rob |
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You make me sick, getting paid for murder |
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You wouldn't lay a finger on your mother, oh no |
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You never ever dream to hurt her |
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Hero, hero, you have done so well |
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So sit back and lick your wounds, cause you won't go to hell |
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Take your medal, wear it now with pride |
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Consolation for the pain and sin you feel inside |
