| I got this feelin' I can’t get nowhere
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| My mouth won’t speak no words
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| My eyes are red, my lips are blue
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| And my body really hurts
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| Through streets of pain I hear them cry
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| As the poison fills the air
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| Bring my life on back to me
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| Bring my life on back to me
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| 'Cause I feel I’m almost dead
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| See the kids in the old schoolyard
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| Their faces bright as day
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| Then 'round the corner come orange and green
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| With Queen’s men in their way
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| There’s such a noise, it deafens me
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| As men start fightin' men
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| Bring my life on back to me
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| Bring my life on back to me
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| 'Cause I feel I’m almost dead
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| Bring my life on back to me
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| Bring my life on back to me
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| 'Cause I feel I’m almost dead
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| He’s lyin' in Bengarry Street
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| And he looks as bad as me
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| Damn all guns and damn all war
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| It won’t ever set us free
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| 'Cause look at him and look at me
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| God, we’re only six years old
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| Bring my life on back to me
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| Bring my life on back to me
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| Bring my life on back to me
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| Bring my life on back to me |