| You’re different from me
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| All the boundaries are defined
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| If we keep up with these truces
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| One of will lose their mind
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| And I consciously object to your weapons detector
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| Hedging bets in the private sector
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| I don’t have to salute you
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| But I might have to shoot you
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| Let’s get back to the war
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| That’s what we’re here for
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| Back to the war
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| That’s what we’re here for
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| Back to the war
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| Those bullets in the park
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| Those after dark rendezvous
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| Somebody has to bleed
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| As someone draws a bead on you
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| And it keeps you on your toes, all these innocent gophers
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| Taking orders in their penny loafers
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| I could change my position
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| But you just never listen
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| Let’s get back to the war
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| That’s what we’re here for
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| Back to the war
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| Bombs away, as they say
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| I’m not about to pay membership dues
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| I’ve got this dynamite
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| I know you’re sitting tight, waiting for news
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| Well I’m lighting the fuse
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| While you were on vacation
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| I was stationed at the line
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| You think we’ve normalized
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| Well I’m surprised you’re so blind
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| As you traffic in the bucks of the recent reconstruction
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| This ain’t no drill team I’m conducting
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| You can make your decision
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| Or watch it on television
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| But let’s get back to the war
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| That’s what we’re here for
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| Back to the war
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| Let’s get back to the war
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| That’s what we’re here for
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| Back to the war |