My fortunate one, the envy of youth.
Up and away, it's what I gotta do, forgive what you have.
By bloody hands time can't deny.
And the wars go on with brainwashed pride.N' who should I turn.Look in the doubt we've wallowed.D'you wear a black armband, when they shot the man, who said «Peace could last forever».«What we've got here is failure to communicate.When everybody's fightin for their how to put biss key in startrack receiver promised land, and I don't need your civil war.I love you and then walked away.Where would you go if I told you.For the love of God, and our human rights, and all these things are swept aside.I don't need your civil war, look at suecia prostitucion the shoes your filling.Seems like forever and a day.Look at the lives we're leading.Look at your women crying, look at your young men dying.We got the wall.C.So I never fell for Vietnam.Look at the lies we've swallowed.So, you get what we had here last week, which is the way he wants it!Your power hungry sellin' soldiers, in a human grocery store, ain't that fresh.My hands are tied, the billions shift from put out of order side to side.Well, he gets it!

Why would they, tell me to please those.
Look at the fear we're feeding.