| A soldier cut loose in Saigon
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| He used to be a farmer just like anyone
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| A soldier cut loose in Saigon
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| Even to his father he’s a violent son
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| Someone built a wall in Berlin
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| Not to keep them out but to keep them in
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| Someone built a wall in Berlin
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| A permanent reminder of what’s happening
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| We need a lot of love
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| Got to take a lot of pain
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| You can watch the river flood
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| But get washed away the same
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| Oh, we know that things don’t last
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| So we use the guiding tracks
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| Through the deadly ring of flame
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| Smoking in a room in Lebanon
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| The hotel’s serving but the hospital’s gone
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| Choking in a room in Lebanon
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| Many people hurting, still the telephone’s on
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| Standing on a street in Belfast
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| A city of division, widow in black
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| Standing on a street in Belfast
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| The crunching of the feet on the broken glass
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| We need a lot of love
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| Got to take a lot of pain
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| You can watch the river flood
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| But get washed away the same
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| Oh, we know that things don’t last
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| So we use the guiding tracks
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| Through the deadly ring of flame
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| We need a lot of love
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| Can you feel the love?
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| Got to take a lot of pain
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| Lot of pain
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| You can watch the river flood
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| Sitting by the river
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| But get washed away the same
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| Washing over me
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| Oh, we know that things don’t last
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| So we use the guiding tracks
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| Through the deadly ring of flame |