| From the fields of concrete slabs, towers of
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| Stone. |
| 'cross an ocean before his bow
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| Came the haggard Warrior all clad in rust of
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| The Rainbow to tell us how
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| Our ways unchanged for centuries do dismay
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| Concrete hearts
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| Wake emotions perfect for his confidence tricks
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| And though we may be human we are still animals
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| Weakling of the food chain, the only way
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| That I see is to
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| Curse the weak link, What’s out
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| Come your down fall, Lights out
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| May your ship sink, Rainbow Warrior floats
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| No more, there are no Lights on
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| That obtrusive creep all, What’s on
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| By the fields of good and green, mountains of
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| Home, in an ocean beneath the sun
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| Stood the haggard Warrior, now his crusade
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| Fame and fortune it had begun
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| So holier than thou art, all marine mammals friend
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| Change your evil ways now or with terror I strike
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| Why can’t you do like we do, pay your way
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| 'round the blood
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| When it’s on the table you won’t know
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| Whence it came, I say
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| Curse the weak link, What’s out
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| Come your down fall, Lights out
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| May your ship sink, Rainbow Warrior floats
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| No more, there are no Lights on
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| That obtrusive creep all, What’s on
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| To the fields of concrete slabs, towers of
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| Stone. |
| 'cross an ocean behind his stern
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| Went the haggard Warrior all clad in rust of
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| The Rainbow, when will they learn
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| That nature is against them, with that all
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| Stands and falls
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| Weakling of the food chain, the only way
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| That I see is to
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| Curse the weak link, What’s out
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| Come your down fall, Lights out
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| May your ship sink, Rainbow Warrior floats
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| No more, there are no Lights on
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| That obtrusive creep all, What’s on |