| You can’t fight a war with nobody to fight back
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| But if we get to digging to the bottom of the stack
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| We’ll sell it to the youth and you never know, maybe
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| You’ll get back home and you’ll see your baby, oh
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| We’ll just act like we care
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| All we’re needing is a reason
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| It don’t need to be clear
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| Singing songs to the news
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| It can play to their fears
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| Someone’s gotta' die and you don’t have to love him
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| But the military’s still got more in its budget, oh
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| We always need more next year
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| No one cares about the waves
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| At the bottom of the ocean
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| And at the bottom of the ocean
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| It’s always blue
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| No one will remember
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| 'Cause nothing lasts forever
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| And everybody’s looking
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| For somebody to use
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| When you don’t bring them home and the war hasn’t ended
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| There’s still money there and that money needs spending
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| The powers that be, we gotta' do what we do
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| If they never know it than they’ll never feel used, oh
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| Like I often do
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| To all the pretty girls out there looking for heartache
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| Crying, «All I wanted is to be your baby»
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| And all the pretty girls out there living with heartache
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| Crying cause they’re never gonna' see their baby, oh
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| We just act like we care
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| No one cares about the waves
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| At the bottom of the ocean
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| And at the bottom of the ocean
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| It’s always blue
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| No one will remember
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| 'Cause nothing lasts forever
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| And everybody’s looking
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| For somebody to use
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| No one will remember
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| 'Cause nothing lasts forever
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| The world is always changing
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| And it’s always blue
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| And it’s always blue |