| A, A is for allegiance
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| It’s what you pledge every morning to the flag
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| And B, B is for bravery
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| In the home of the brave, it’s what you gotta be
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| Because C, C is for children
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| Hiding in the cabinets, the trenches of their classroom
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| And D, D is for drill
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| And this is not a drill, this is not a drill
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| And how many more, how many more
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| How many babies in the ground, how many friends
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| How many more, how many more
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| How many more till we say never again
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| And E, E is for everyone
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| Everyone lost, every single one
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| And F, F is for freedom
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| And are they all free now, are we free
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| And how many more, how many more
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| How many babies in the ground, how many friends
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| How many more, how many more
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| How many more till we say never again
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| There’s a teacher showing how to shield
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| A weapon made for battlefields
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| There’s a trigger, and anyone can pull it
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| There’s a look inside a child’s eyes
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| When they don’t trust the world outside
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| And their innocence flies from them like a bullet
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| There is a country where some people say that
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| That is just the price you pay for freedom |
| But I am calling bullshit
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| How many more, how many more
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| How many babies in the ground, how many friends
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| How many more till we say never again
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| How many more till we say never again
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| How many more till we say never again |