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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeWarboys (a Prayer For Peace)
They were bornwith the knowledgeof the struggle to surviveThey were raised learningonly ways to stay aliveTheir languageis the languageof the bullets and the gunIf you see them coming,babe you'd better runHere come the warboysHere come the warboysWell they look so prettyas they march and drillIt's such a pitythat they're dressed to killSee them marching two by twoWhen it all comes downthey know exactly what to doHere come the war,war, warboysWarboys,children and their toysWarboys,make a lot of noiseWarboys,when the lightning explodesI pray for your soulWell they look so fiercegonna tear out your heartWhen they get neargonna see what they gotHold on to your soul,friend of mineI'll see you in hell,some other timeHere comethe warboys, warboysMmmWarboys, warboys
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