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Burn, Burn, |
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Burn the paper screamed out loud |
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Die, Die, |
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Die, sang the voices in the crowd |
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Lock him up and throw him in a cell |
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He didn't really do it and you know full well |
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So, burn, burn, burn the papers screamed out loud |
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Die, Die, |
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Die sang the voices in the crowd [Chorus:] |
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And when it was over where did you go |
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To look at the photos of a dead hero |
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He was a victim of inhuman revenge |
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He was a scapegoat for political ends |
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And no one knows if he did it or not |
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They never thought of that when they tightend the knot |
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Burn, burn, burn the papers screamed out loud |
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Die, die, die sang the voices in the crowd |
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Lock him up and throw him in a cell |
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He didn't really do it and you know full well |
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He didn't do it, |
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He didn't do it |
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He wasn't there but you don't really care |
