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Jesus, Jesus, what's it all about? |
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Trying a clout these little ingrates into shape |
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When I was their age all the lights went out |
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There was no time to whine and mope about |
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And even now part of me flies |
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Over dresden at Angels one five |
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Though they'll never fathom it behind my sarcasm |
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Desperate memories lie |
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Sweetheart, sweetheart are you fast asleep? Good |
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That's the only time that I can really speak to you |
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And there is something that I've locked away |
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A memory that is too painful to withstand the light of day |
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And when we came back from the war |
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The banners and flags hung on everyone's door |
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We danced and we sang in the street |
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And the church bells rang |
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But burning in my heart |
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The memory smolders on |
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Of the gunners dying words |
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On the intercom |
