| When I was a young boy I didn’t understand what my
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| Father said, about how he fought to save this land and
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| Now he wishes he were dead. |
| They spit upon his good
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| Name now, they take away his right to speak, they fill
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| Our land with aliens, they make my father weak.
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| But now I understand it, I’ve seen for myself. |
| I am on
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| The inside looking out at you, I see the answer is in
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| My hands.
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| The trouble with this nation is they forget to easily,
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| Stand in line you don’t come first, they preach racial
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| Harmony. |
| My father fought to stop one invasion, now he
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| Knows that war was insane. |
| When peace time comes the
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| Doors are thrown open, and others invade again.
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| But now I understand it, I’ve seen for myself. |
| I am on
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| The inside looking out at you, I see the answer is in
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| My hands.
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| So you listen to me boy don’t just stand and stare:
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| Stand up to be counted, show this land you care. |
| Raise
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| Our standards with pride and keep the white flame
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| Bright. |
| Stem this rising tide, put the aliens to
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| Flight.
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| But now I understand it, I’ve seen for myself. |
| I am on
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| The inside looking out at you, I see the answer is in
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| My hands.
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| When I was a young boy I didn’t understand what my
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| Father said, about how he fought to save this land and
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| Now he wishes he were dead. |
| They spit upon his good
|
| Name now, they take away his right to speak, they fill
|
| Our land with aliens, they make my father weak.
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| But now I understand it, I’ve seen for myself. |
| I am on
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| The inside looking out at you, I see the answer is in
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| Our hands. |