(Dicky Barrett/Joe Gittleman/Bosstones)
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Read the papers, thing look grim
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Watch the news, the outlook' dim
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It's clear to see there is something wrong
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Could be that we don't change alot
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But we should give it our best shot
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Our only weapon is a song
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Maybe we're being to naive
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But this is something we believe
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What's beyond belief is just how much is wrong
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Nothing is gained when people fight,
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Maybe our heads aren't screwed on tight
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Our only weapon is a song
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We're not building bombs or storing ammunition
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We're just playing songs hoping people will listen
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Others try hate but hate won't move anything
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We're trying love and unity too
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We're not packing pistols,
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We're not waging war
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Most of our missiles have only four chords
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It's not a great plan but we like the agenda
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The arsenal's music and the army's our friend
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Could be our idea isn't great,
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Maybe our heads aren't screwed on straight
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We may be wrong and maybe nothing's wrong
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And we might never win the war
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But we'll have fun and that's for sure
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Our only weapon is a song
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Our Only Weapon
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| Mighty Mighty Bosstones |
