| The children are all leaving school today
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| Mama said, don’t worry, I’ll be back one day
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| The blue men in uniform smiled and waved goodbye
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| She was hiding those tears in her eyes
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| Roll up the history books, burn the chairs
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| Set fire to anything, set fire to the air
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| They’re hiding (riding?) to begin and running at the end
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| 'Cause mama said, you take your life in your hands
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| Taking your life, your life in your hands
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| But don’t take your life in your hands like I did
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| I don’t feel so bad, and always look forward with hope
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| Forward and hope that the children will always be there
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| Cancel the day, cancel the night
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| Cancel the day, cancel the night
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| 'Cause who could be watching when she steals and runs away
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| Full of hysterical laughter, and say
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| Mama, mama
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| I’ve left school today
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| I hope I get to see you in that funny school far away
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| But those gentlemen in blue, and those in grey
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| Say I’ll never, never see mama again
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| 'Cause she took those lives in her hands
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| Yes, she took all those lives in her hands
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| Yes, she took all those lives in her hands
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| But let me wonder, what was there left in those hands? |