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And do those feet in modern times |
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Walk upon the flowers and |
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Walk upon their brothers while their |
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Heads are busy lying low |
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Trying to keep to cover, oh |
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Something went wrong along the way |
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Everybody's waiting for judgment day |
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So they can go 'told you so' |
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They can go 'told you so' |
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Bring me my gun of itching desire |
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Bring me my bullets and i will fire |
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Sights set higher than the tall church spire |
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Something went wrong along the way |
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Everybody's waiting for judgment day |
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So they can go 'told you so' |
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They can go 'told you so' |
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Standing in line, the blind lead the blind |
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Waiting and waiting for an overdue sign |
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Brothers and sisters playing chinese whispers |
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If things aren't suited then they'll get diluted |
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Here's one more dead with a hole in his head |
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He shouldn't have said all the things he said |
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Many tears were shed for the blood he bled |
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Something went wrong along the way |
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Everybody's waiting for judgment day |
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So they can go 'told you so' |
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They can go 'told you so' |
