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So men are still at war in this land |
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For certain songs and certain dates |
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The tender gave way to the firebrand |
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And Europe gave way to the States |
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So now that money's all but scentless |
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Noses and consciences are clear |
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The pointless flowers can be dispensed with |
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To see a friend in tears |
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So our defeats are just reminders |
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Of death that waits behind it all |
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The body wilts before the mind does |
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Surprised to see how soon it falls |
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It's true our women have deceived us |
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All hunted species disappear |
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It's true we've shot the golden eagles |
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To see a friend in tears |
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It's true our cities are exhausted |
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Our weakness gave them more than force did |
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We thought that love could cure a toothache |
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And in the underground we're drowning |
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Accelerating through the years |
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You think you'll find the truth by frowning |
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To see a friend in tears |
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It's true our mirrors don't show heroes |
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We lack the courage to be Jews |
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Without the elegance of Africa |
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With our youthful fireworks all defused |
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And all these men who are our brothers |
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Wonder why we don't want to hear |
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How their worst enemies are their lovers |
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To see a friend in tears |
