| The Knife Feels Like Justice
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| Barbwire Fence
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| They took the coal from the mountains, ripped the fruit from the soil
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| Pulled the fish from the sea, drained the earth of its oil
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| Took the Christ out of Christmas, pulled the sun from the sky
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| Their daddies told them to never ask why
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| The barbwire fence is gettin' higher and higher
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| We’re gettin' ready to fight fire with fire
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| It’s gettin' so there ain’t a kind word said
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| But we gotta keep movin' on, pushin' on ahead
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| They led a blind man to a cliff, gave a crippled man a kick
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| Took a poor man to the cleaners and a rich man has his pick
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| Gave a three piece man a job, took an old man to a whore
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| Sent a young boy to a place he ain’t never been before
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| The barbwire fence is gettin' higher and higher
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| We’re gettin' ready to fight fire with fire
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| It’s gettin' so there ain’t a kind word said
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| But we gotta keep movin' on, pushin' on ahead
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| Well if they force me to reason, if they ask me to doubt
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| I’ll fuss then baby and fight 'em baby, ow
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| East wind is blowin' and a full moon is high
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| There’s just no purpose, there’s no reason why
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| The barbwire fence is gettin' higher and higher
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| We’re gettin' ready to fight fire with fire
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| It’s gettin' so there ain’t a kind word said
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| But we gotta keep movin' on, pushin' on ahead |