| Back in the days of shock and awe
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| We came to liberate them all
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| History was the cruel judge of overconfidence
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| Back in the days of shock and awe
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| Back in the days of «mission accomplished»
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| Our chief was landing on the deck
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| The sun was setting on a golden photo op Back in the days of «mission accomplished»
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| Thousands of bodies in the ground
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| Brought home in boxes to a trumpet’s sound
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| No one sees them coming home that way
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| Thousands buried in the ground
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| Thousands of children scarred for life
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| Millions of tears for a soldier’s wife
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| Both sides are losing now
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| Heaven takes them in Thousands of children scarred for life
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| We had a chance to change our mind
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| But somehow wisdom was hard to find
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| We went with what we knew and now we can’t go back
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| But we had a chance to change our mind. |