Johnny drummerboy is calling
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in juli, an early morning
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when his marching beat climbs
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up the hills onto the battlefield
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He's leading my comrades givin'
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in to the battlecry
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Against the grain of all the lies
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I just wonder why
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Little soldiers on a row
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taking a final stand
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They're believing every word
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obey every command
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never seen the enemy
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don't even know his name
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guns are getting loaded
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it's a crying shame
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death and glory, not for me
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death and glory, can't you see
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death and glory, open your eyes
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death and glory, to the lies
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rumbling day and night
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I hear the battle roar
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trapped in this insanity
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in someone else's war
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a name on every bullet
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taking life, stealing soul
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spilling one's blood
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before they fall
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Ref:
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Death and Glory, hit me with your best shot
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well is that all you've got?
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why do you wanna die?
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for someone else's lie?
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Ref:
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Death and Glory
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Funeral Dress |