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Got struck by the first volley |
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Of the war in the corps |
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Never held my service |
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Send 'em a wire, give 'em my best |
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This ammunition never rests |
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No one serves coffee, no one wakes up |
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Stop breathin', stop breathin' |
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Breathin' for me now |
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Write it on a postcard |
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Dad they broke me |
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Dad they broke me |
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Stop breathin', stop breathin' |
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Breathin' for me now |
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Write it on a postcard |
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Dad they broke me |
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Dad they broke me |
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I can see the lines open shutters |
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And the leaves flocked on a grid |
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That's what they made my hero say |
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But nothin' gets me off so completely |
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Then when you put it down |
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Ten feet down in the ground |
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Call and response, negative home |
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Stop breathin', stop breathin' |
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Breathin' for me now |
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Write it on a postcard |
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Dad they broke me |
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Dad they broke me |
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Stop breathin', stop breathin' |
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Breathin' for me now |
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Write it on a postcard |
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Dad they broke me |
