The boys find a home in a family born of hate
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The girls plant desperate love
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In a womb that just won't wait
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Forgotten mother pushes a cart with her heart
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Through a twisted fate
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As walls come down and spirits rise
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The business of fear never dies
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The artful dodgers with their false alarms
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Take from the mouths to feed the arms
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Pit god against god for a piece of land
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They think they hear his words but they don't understand
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Like a river lost on its way to the sea
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Where is humanity
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I know that nothing will change
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'Til it changes in me
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'Til it changes in you
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There's a plague upon the body
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A plague upon the mind
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While the bridge is burning are we deaf dumb and blind
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>From the fallen forest to the poison bay
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The world is turning
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Turning out that way
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Fe fi fo fum
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I smell the blood of an Englishman
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Fe fi fo fum
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I smell the blood of an Irishman
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I smell the blood of an African
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I smell the blood of Americans
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I smell the blood of a Chinaman
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I smell the blood of an Indian
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I smell the blood of Rumanians
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I smell the blood of a Latin American
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I smell the blood of a million sons
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I smell the blood of everyone
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Nothing Will Change
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| Christopher Cross |
