I am burning in a smoke-choked house but
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Tonight is empty of warm glows and whispered good nights
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Riot, disorder, set the banks on fire
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Some old war song used to play here
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Once I heard it and the sound it made was sad but hopeful
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Stand up, be counted, no one's buying me
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George Washington
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| Hope of the States |
