| She says my ass hurts
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| When i sit down
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| She says my feet hurt
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| From just standing around
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| I think my body
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| Is as restless as my mind
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| And i don’t know if i can roll with it
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| This time
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| Packed his uniforms
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| And drove him to the base
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| She was crying all the way
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| The world looked her in the face
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| And said
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| Roll with it, baby
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| Make it your career
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| Keep the home fires burning
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| Till america is in the clear
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| The mainstream is so polluted with lies
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| Once you get wet, it’s so hard to get dry
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| We’re all taught how to justify
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| History
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| As it passes by
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| And it’s your world
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| That comes crashing down
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| When the big boys decide
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| To throw their weight around
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| But just roll with it baby
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| Make it your career
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| Keep the home fires burning
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| Till america is in the clear
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| What if the enemy
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| Isn’t in a distant land
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| What if the enemy lies behind
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| The voice of command
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| The sound of war
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| Is a child’s cry
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| Behind tinted windows
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| They just drive by
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| All i know is that those
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| Who are going to be killed
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| Aren’t those who preside
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| On capitol hill
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| I told him
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| Don’t fill the front lines
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| Of their war
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| Those assholes aren’t worth dying for
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| But he said
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| Roll with it, baby
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| Make it your career
|
| Keep the home fires burning
|
| Till america is in the clear
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| She says my ass hurts
|
| When i sit down
|
| She says my feet hurt
|
| From just standing around
|
| I think my body is as restless as my mind
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| And i’m not gonna roll with it this time
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| No, i’m not gonna roll with it this time |