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Our history speaks in thunder |
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From a thousand village halls |
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In blood and sweat and sacrifice |
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In honouring every call |
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So the forces gathered against |
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The thorn a-piercing in their side |
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A brave new world is beckoning |
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So the olden world must die |
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In the offices of the city |
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At all the tables of oak and power |
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The snares are laid and baited |
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For the approaching of the hour |
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A hundred justifications |
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And the presses are ready to roll |
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The gateways to the nation |
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They are firmly under control |
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On on on cried the leaders at the back |
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We went galloping down the blackened hills |
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And into the gaping trap |
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The bridges are burnt behind us |
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And there's waiting guns ahead |
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Into the valley of death rode the brave hundreds |
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Oh well we called for some assistance |
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From the friends that we had known |
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But this is the 1980s and we were on our own |
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We never felt like heroes or martyrs to a cause |
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Just battle-weary soldiers in a bloody civil war |
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On on on cried the leaders at the back |
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We went galloping down the blackened hills |
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And into the gaping trap |
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The bridges are burnt behind us |
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And there's waiting guns ahead |
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Into the valley of death rode the brave hundreds |
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The massacre now is over |
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And the order new enshrined |
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While a quarter of the nation |
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Are abandoned far behind |
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Their leaders offer the clich words |
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So righteous in defeat |
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But no one needs morality |
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When there isn't enough to eat |
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The unity bond is broken |
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And the loyalty songs are fake |
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I'll screw my only brother |
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For even a glimpse at a piece of the cake |
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We only cry in private here |
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Behind the shuttered glass |
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When we think of the charge of this brigade |
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The severing of the past |
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On on on cried the leaders at the back |
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We went galloping down the blackened hills |
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And into the gaping trap |
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The bridges are burnt behind us |
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And there's waiting guns ahead |
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Into the valley of death rode the brave hundreds |
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On on on cried the leaders at the back |
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We went galloping down the blackened hills |
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And into the gaping trap |
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The bridges are burnt behind us |
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And there's waiting guns ahead |
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Into the valley of death rode the brave hundreds |
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On on on cried the leaders at the back |
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We went galloping down the blackened hills |
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And into the gaping trap |
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The bridges are burnt behind us |
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And there's waiting guns ahead |
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Into the valley of death rode the brave hundreds |
