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our mommies how we made them run goin' down thir drum Goin' down their drum goin' down their drum Ten thousand drums ten thousand drums
Roll out the drums, roll out the drums Roll out the drums of war Roll out, roll out, roll out the drums Roll out the drums of war Roll out the drums
To my mouth Frozen shut Mother's son Paper cup Belarus Belarus Belarus Belarus Pressing light Brighter sound Black and white Fading now Belarus Belarus
Come clean and off with your head The streams of bright rosy red Your heart will do the rest And you'll always fade You'll always fade Someday you'll
Our bodies break And the blood just spills and spills But here we sit debating math It's just a shame My hand just kills and kills There's gotta be an
We took our pills It changed the world We had our fill But when we realized That we were dragonflies We knew we had to try To find a way to get more
Dust on the window The sun's darkened angle Write your initials with mine At this time tomorrow I'll be just one day closer One sunset further behind
They put the treasure deep Inside us, inside us, inside us They thought the desert would Divide us, divide us, divide us With silence, with silence With
You be my Charlie and I can be your George Let's bury the hatchet Like the Beatles and the Stones They'll play our songs forever on the radio Let's bury
One more thing before I go One more thing I'll ask you Lord You may need a murderer Someone to do your dirty work Don't act so innocent I've seen you
All soldiers They're all gonna die And all the little babies They're all gonna die All the poets And all the liars And all you pretty people You're all
Where would you go If the gun fell in your hands? Home to the kids Or to sympathetic friends? Oh Sandinista, oh Sandinista Oh Sandinista, take my side
I've spent a lot of time, good people Trying to make it rhyme, good people It gave my mind a little place to hide If you don't like my lines, good people
All I can do is fight Even if I know you're right All I can do is fight Pretty fingers, holding fast Maybe it's your violent past Maybe it's your violent
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the drums of heaven too By the time you make up your mind Remember this truth I hear the drums of heaven too I hear the drums of heaven too Ice on
If you fall asleep down by the water baby i'll carry you all the way home x2 everybodies gotta love someone but i just wanna love you dear everybodys
