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When I was a boy there's a dream that I had |
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That a war if it's fought was for good against bad |
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And I woke up to find that the world had gone mad |
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And we'd all fall down |
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And I feel like a child again sitting observing |
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You're toying with power, your fingers are burning |
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You're pushing so hard that the worms won't be turning |
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We'll all fall down |
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While you try to pretend you're a god upon high |
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With your party ideals and your squeaky clean lies |
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When it comes to the crunch you're not smarter than I |
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And we'll all fall down |
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If it's colour or creed or your old time religion |
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Well fighting for that shows a pure lack of vision |
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The fight that we strive is the fight to survive |
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And we'll all fall down |
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Well look in the mirror and what do you see |
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An American, Russian, a soldier or me |
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When you've all pressed the buttons just where will you be |
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When we all fall down |
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It gets harder to see just what future's in store for us |
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Hard to see through all the wool you pull over us |
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Words that you give are just words to console us |
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We'll all fall down |
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And what will you do when you've pulled the release |
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When the sound of the thunder has drowned out the pleas |
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Cos after all that was your idea of peace |
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When we all fall down |
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No sun for a world that once stood so tall |
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No wind's going to blow and no rain's going to fall |
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No flowers for graves, in fact no graves at all |
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When we all fall down |