Over There
Исполнитель: Conells, The
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All right, pure delight
to see you stand in
all your glory.
Oh the joys when your boys
hit distant soil.
And I hope to try
to answer those who criticize you.
Lead the sheep in their sleep
to slaughter.
Won`t abide, pushed aside
Let me know when you`ve decided
I`ll decline when the sign
says "Over There"
Your game has a name
force and fury, fact and fiction.
Sound the call, and the walls
will tumble.