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(Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe)All the young kids learn to dance in the combat zoneNever dared to take a chanceGoin' home aloneBut it gets so fucky coldWhen it's late at nightLeave the foxholes on their ownDo you sleep well at night?Body count, feeling hotBody count, keeping warmFriends are playing with dangerThey don't know where it's foundWith their casual lettersIt's just another chainYou've lost the innocenceThat you've never foundStanding in the DMZDon't get turned around(chorus)Body count, feeling hotBody count, VietnamIt's not the game, it's a scarAnd they won't let you wear your khakisAnd your Izods anymoreYou can go get shot to hellThey don't want you anymore becauseAll the young kids learn to dance in the combat zoneNever dare to take a chanceYou're going home aloneMilitary metaphorsAre metaphors no moreKeeping up with protocolYou're dancin' off to war(repeat chorus)Do you sleep well at night?Body count, VietnamThey can say what they wantBut you have your doubtsIt's not what you've lostIt's what your withoutWhen I ran so farAnd they just turned awayI doesn't bother me by the light of dayBut at night, I hear your callLate at night, I hear your callI saw the mirror that you broke todayI saw the ceiling falling down your wayWhen they looked at you, you could turn awayYou didn't bother then by the light of day, you'll stayBut at night, I hear your callLate at night, I hear your callYou said that you could turn awayI knew that you going to stayThe walls are falling all aroundThey pinned you down onto the groundBut at night, I hear your call
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