| Men of the world, hear the drums in the distance
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| There in the beat of the streets of the summers
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| Going alone, it’s a suicide mission
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| Could you be happy with anything else?
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| Oh don’t just tag along
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| Start a war if you want to
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| No, don’t just tag along, start a war if you want to
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| Men of the world, see the city walls crumble
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| Run for the cover of bunkers and basements
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| Long empty hours, the fate of the capture
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| Could you be happy with anything else?
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| No, don’t just tag along
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| Start a war if you want to
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| No, don’t just tag along, start a war if you want to
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| No sirens call, and no bombs should fall
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| We’ll lay down my arms, in false alarm
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| No soldiers die, and no babies cry
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| We’ll lay my head, and off to bed
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| Oh don’t just tag along
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| Start a war if you want to
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| No, don’t just tag along, start a war if you want to |