She dreams of nineteen sixty-nine
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Before the soldiers came
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The life was cheap on bread and wine
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And sharing meant no shame
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She is awakened by the screams
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Of rockets flying from nearby
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And scared she clings onto her dreams
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To beat the fear that she might die
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And who will have won
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When the soldiers have gone
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From the Lebanon
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The Lebanon
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Before he leaves the camp he stops
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He scans the world outside
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And where there used to be some shops
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Is where the snipers sometimes hide
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He left his home the week before
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He thought he'd be like the police
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But now he finds he is at war
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"Weren't we supposed to keep the peace"
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And who will have won
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When the soldiers have gone
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From the Lebanon
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The Lebanon
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The Lebanon
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From the Lebanon
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I must be dreaming
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It can't be true
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I must be dreaming
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It can't be true
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And who will have won
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When the soldiers have gone?
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From the Lebanon
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The Lebanon
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The Lebanon
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From the Lebanon
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The Lebanon
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| Human League |
