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Mount up, move on |
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May you find the way back home |
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Down and down we go |
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Down into bright october |
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Brothers in arms no more |
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Now that the war is over |
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Have you waded in and been to hell |
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Will you lie upon the sofa |
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See to the decoration of your shell |
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Now that the war is over |
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Mount up, move on |
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Damn the darkness, speed the dawn |
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They lost, we won |
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Try to find your way back home |
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Native son |
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Down and down we go |
|
Now that the war is over |
|
Brothers in arms no more |
|
Now that the war is over |
|
Have you waded in and been to hell |
|
Will you lie upon the sofa |
|
See to the decoration of your shell |
|
Now that the war is over |
|
Mount up, move on |
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Damn the darkness, speed the dawn |
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They lost, we won |
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May you find your way back home |
|
Native son |
