| Listen children to a story
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| That was written long ago
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| 'Bout a kingdom, on a mountain
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| And the valley folk below
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| On the mountian was a treasure
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| Burried deep beneath a stone
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| And the valley people swore
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| They’d have it for their very own
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| Go ahead and hate your neighbor
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| Go ahead and cheat a friend
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| Do it in the name of Heaven
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| You can justify it in the end
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| There wont be any trumpets blowing
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| Come the judgement day
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| On the bloody morning after who…
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| One tin soldier rides away
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| So the people of the valley
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| Sent a message up the hill
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| Asking for the burried treasure
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| Tons of gold for which they’d kill
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| Cam an answer from the kingdom
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| With our brothers we will share
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| All the secrets of our mountain
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| N' all the riches burried there
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| Now the valley cried in anger
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| Mount your horses
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| Draw your sword
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| And they killed the mountain people
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| So they won their just reward
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| Now they stood beside the treasure
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| On the mountain dark and red
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| Turn the stone and which beneath it
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| «Peace on Earth»
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| Was all it said
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| Go ahead and hate your neighbor
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| Go ahead and cheat a friend
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| Do it in the name of Heaven
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| You can justify it in the end
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| There wont be any trumpets blowing
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| Come the judgement day
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| On the bloody morning after who…
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| One tin soldier rides away
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| Go ahead and hate your neighbor
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| Go ahead and cheat a friend
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| Do it in the name of Heaven
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| You can justify it in the end
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| There wont be any trumpets blowing
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| Come the judgement day
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| On the bloody morning after who…
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| One tin soldier rides away |