| I live on this rock
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| Where the grass don’t grow
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| And talk is cheap well I ought to know
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| And I’m not proud of this world we’ve made
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| Still it’s a part of you and me
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| And we’re the only ones who can
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| Make it change
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| Many have tried
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| In many ways
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| All I see are longer rows of crosses on the
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| Soldiers' graves
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| So do what you have to
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| And when it’s all been said
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| Love and understanding are the best answers
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| I’ve heard yet
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| I’ve heard yet
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| Yeah, so tell me what’s the price of our achievements
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| What’s the cost of our pride
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| When our obvious brutality
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| Is lost before our eyes
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| So we choke down the pills
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| So that you don’t have to bother
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| Trading one hypnotic state for another
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| Many have tried
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| In many ways
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| All I see are longer rows of crosses on the
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| Soldiers' graves
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| So do what you have to
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| And when it’s all been said
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| Love and understanding are the best answers
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| I’ve heard yet
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| So do what you have to
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| And when it’s all been said
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| Love and understanding are the best answers
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| I’ve heard yet
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| I’ve heard yet |