| I wonder why this world is sweet Hell
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| I wonder why this world is in uproar
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| Everyday you read about somethin' new
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| They’re fightin' all over the world
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| People fightin' all over the world
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| Race against race, they’re fightin' everyday
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| I wonder when, disaster comin' to a end
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| I wonder when, I wonder when
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| This nightmare comin' to a end
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| I can’t believe it’s gonna last always
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| And every time I pick up a paper
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| I always read bad news
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| And every time I pick up a paper
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| I always read bad news
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| I wonder when this nightmare is gonna end
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| You find so many young people
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| They’re fightnin' in every town, on campus
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| You find so many young people
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| They’re fightnin' in every town, on campus
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| I don’t know, don’t know, what they’re right or wrong
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| But they’re kind of fightin' for their rights, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| The old people leave the young kids alone
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| Let them run their own lives, yeah, yeah
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| The old folks leave the young kids alone
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| And let them run their own life
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| It’s a brand new world today
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| Look at here now, you’ll find some of them old people
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| They’re not hip to the modern days
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| They want their kids to live like they live
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| But no, them days are gone
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| It’s a brand new world
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| One way to solve their problem, it takes time
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| The old coots die out and leave it to the young kids
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| Be a beautiful world and then
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| There won’t be no fighting on campus any more
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| 'Cause my kids and your kids, when they grow up and get drunk
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| They’ll understand, all old coots are gone in their grave
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| But as long as they live there’s gonna be figitin' in every town
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| Hey, hey, in every campus, the young kids walkin' out
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| Hey, hey, hey, hey, the old folks when they’re gone, when they’re gone
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| It’ll be a better world to live in Couple a young kids is the world today
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| Thank you |