| A gang outsde the chemsts restless in the night
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| Conversation turns to the war they have to fight
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| Worried passers by too old to understand
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| How k ds in thirty years have gained the upper hand
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| Tomorrow s soldier is on the street
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| Jeans to the knee boots on his feet
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| Tomorrows soldiers first battle is won
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| When his life has only just began
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| The mind of a schoolboy, sees it crystal clear
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| Warriors from down the road, nothing to fear
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| Gone through the basic training, taught by higher ranks
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| Today it’s fists and monkey boots, tomorrow bombs and tanks
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| The children don’t die from their tribal warring
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| But at twenty one it’s a different story
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| The uniform must change, die to save your land
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| The Generals can’t see you, they’re safely underground
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| Tomorrow’s soldier is on the war
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| Hasn’t got a clue what he’s fighting for
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| Tomorrow’s soldier’s last battle is fought
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| And his life comes to a grinding halt |