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We are the troopers |
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We are the true |
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We are the one who gonna stand up |
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For the people like me and you |
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And we will take on |
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Those in our way |
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Growing in strength and numbers this sound |
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Is here to stay. |
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You dress wrong |
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And those don't sound like songs |
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Here comes the story of our lives again |
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But this time |
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We're ready for the fight |
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Beware cos these are changing times |
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So much of what you've said |
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I've heard so many times before |
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You dress yourself down Carnaby and say |
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You know the score |
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But when did your opinion start to count for more |
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You really thing you're one of us just cos you smoke some draw. |
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But we're not the same |
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We don't think the same |
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How can you really say |
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Your's is the better way |
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This time we're ready for the fight |
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Beware cos these are changing times |
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You said you'd make our dreams come true |
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But we're still waiting |
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Not a single word of truth |
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And we're still waiting |
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We've wasted enough time just worrying |
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If out contribution can transcend |
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The boundaries that control the music we get |
