| Sad Moscow bread lines and just say no
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| Sheriff D.A.R.E.d to show us
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| But how could he know?
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| Meanwhile the cul-de-sacs blame the poor
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| (A day without a war, a day without a war)
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| Recruiting child soldiers for their culture war!
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| (A day without a war, a day without a war)
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| Safe? |
| We’ll never be safe again
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| Safe! |
| We wanna be safe again
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| In adolescent real world ignorance
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| We dreamed of days without a war
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| Turned to working tired broke and sore
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| We spoke of days without a war
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| Stalemate our lines back on old dirt reads
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| Imagine days without a war
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| Now that we’re grown we’ve got a voice
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| Demand a day without a war!
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| Safe? |
| We’ll never be safe again
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| Safe! |
| We wanna be safe again!
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| The sun comes up every day
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| Even though she don’t feel the heat
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| Of her own rays…
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| So I go outside and I get warm
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| So her heat can get back to her
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| Up above the bees swarm
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| Don’t it make ya broken hearted
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| Just to end up where ya started from! |