| Lookin' for a story to stir the Aussie soul
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| But the truth won’t go away when you shovel in a hole
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| Or bring a mother soulless when all her tears are shed
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| And you hope there is a Heaven
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| Yeah, looking for a story to make you cry with pride
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| When a boy just out of school was taken for a ride
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| From Dunkirk to Albany, to Egypt on a ship
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| To diving deep in water with a bayonet on his hip
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| To diving deep in water
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| And no one has apologized for sending him to die
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| On that stony beach or told his mother why
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| No God can give an answer, no blessing can be found
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| In a body blown apart, half buried in the ground
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| But we do it again, and again, and again
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| We send our boys to war
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| Why’s the world so crazy when we’ve seen it all before?
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| We talk about the bond old soldiers made
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| The lonely words they said
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| Before they lifted up their rifles and shot each other in the head
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| They lifted up their rifles |