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Come and sing a simple song of freedom |
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Sing it like you've never sung before |
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Let it fill the air, tell the people everywhere |
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We, the people here, don't want a war |
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Hey there, Mister Black Man, can you hear me? |
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I don't want your diamonds or your game |
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I just want to be someone known to you as me |
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And I will bet my life you want the same |
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So come and sing a simple song of freedom |
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Sing it like you've never sung before |
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Let it fill the air, tell the people everywhere |
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We, the people here, don't want a war |
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Seven hundred million are you listening? |
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Most of what you read is made of lies |
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But speaking one to one, ain't it everybody's sun |
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To wake to in the morning when we rise? |
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So come and sing a simple song of freedom |
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Sing it like you've never sung, before |
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Let it fill the air, tell the people everywhere |
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We, the people here don't want a war |
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Brother Solzhenitsyn are you busy? |
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If not won't you drop this friend a line? |
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Tell me if the man who is plowing up your land |
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Has got the war machine upon his mind |
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Come and sing a simple song of freedom |
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Sing it like you've never sung before |
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Let it fill the air, tell the people everywhere |
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We, the people here don't want a war |
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Now no doubt some folks enjoy doin' battle |
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Like presidents, prime ministers and kings |
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So let us build them shelves |
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Where they can fight among themselves |
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And leave the people be who like to sing |
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Come and sing a simple song of freedom |
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Sing it like you've never sung before |
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Let it fill the air, tell the people everywhere |
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We, the people here don't want a war |
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I sat, let it fill the air, tell the people everywhere |
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We, the people here don't want a war |
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Freedom |
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Freedom |
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Freedom |
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