| Last night another soldier, last night another child
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| No one seems to worry, no one sees his mother cry
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| Can you see that smart, clean soldier
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| Standing straight and oh so proud
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| He wants to fight for Queen and country
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| He wants to make his family proud
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| A job with the future, his way to get out of it
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| It’s his sense of romance, it never ends that way
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| Last night another soldier, last night another child
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| No one seems to worry, no one sees his mother cry
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| They’re just facts and figures on your TV screen
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| Another child and another soldier, is peace just a dream
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| In the country strange and foreign all the people resent him
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| He can’t cope with his problems, all the fears and hatred
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| Now he wish he never went he wish he never thought of it
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| It’s not the same as fighting armies looking for the terrorists
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| They’re just facts and figures…
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| Can you hear the mocking laughter from the ones that gain by it
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| They’re not in line for the bullets, they’re the ones who started it
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| They’re just facts and figures…
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| Last night another soldier, last night another child
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| Just a number in the papers, another one of the innocent
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| They’re just facts and figures.
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| (Grazie a francesca per questo testo) |