For 24 hours on the Ivory Coast,
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They release soldiers from their post,
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They dedicate champagne, for a toast,
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They pay dividends to the country's host.
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They said, "Tonight, you can leave your home,
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But tomorrow, but tomorrow, it's gonna be the way of the gun",
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And the curfew, won't allw you to roam, roam, roam,
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And the bullets will let you know, when the big dog comes 'round your door....
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Who is the killer?
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(Wooooh ohhh oh!)
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Who is the killer?
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(Wooooh ohhh oh!)
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Stone-cold killer,
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(Woooooh ohhh oh!)
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Food for the trigger,
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(Wohhhh ohh ohh!)
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I'll shoot ya down, right on sight,
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If you're out at the wrong time of night,
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And in a civil war, there's no civil rights,
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In the dead of day, run for your life.
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They said, "Tonight, you can leave your home,
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And tomorrow, it's gonna be the way of the gun",
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And the curfew, won't let you roam, roam, roam,
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And the bullets will let you know, when the big dog comes 'round your door....
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Who is the killer?
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(Wooooh ohhh oh!)
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Who is the killer?
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(Wooooh ohhh oh!)
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Stone-cold killer,
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(Woooooh ohhh oh!)
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Food for the trigger,
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(Wohhhh ohh ohh!)
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And the trenches are dug,
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And the bones ain't too shiver,
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The tastes of war, so cold and bitter,
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And the human race is the face of the killer,
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And the cost of life is rarely considered.
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They said, "Tonight, you can leave your home,
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But tomorrow, but tomorrow, it's gonna be the way of the gun",
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And the curfew, won't let you roam, roam, roam,
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And the bullets will let you know, when the big dog comes 'round your door....
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Who is the killer?
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(Wooooh ohhh oh!)
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Who is the killer?
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(Wooooh ohhh oh!)
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Stone-cold killer,
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(Woooooh ohhh oh!)
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Food for the trigger,
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(Wohhhh ohh ohh!)
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Ivory Coast
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| Rancid |
