Four little angels of peace are we
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Loving our neighbors so peacefully
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There's really no harm if we do not disarm
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For we always in close harmony
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Four little angels of peace are we
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There is one thing on which we agree
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With fall or with friend
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We will fight to the end
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Just for peace, peace, peace...
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Though we butchered the boss
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And I've own made the choice
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And slaughter the Irish no end
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Though I'm injured and poor
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Slaying hoard upon hoard
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We're but playing the part of a friend
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Yes, our arms we ain't twist
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But we'll be elected for peace
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Except in the case of the crook
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We conquered both spears
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Now we're up to our ears
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Just trying to keep what we took
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Three little angels of peace are we
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Living together so blissfully
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Oh, we never fight unless
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We're on the right
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But we're always in the right, you see?
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Three little angels of peace are we
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There is one thing on which we agree
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Until we are wrecks
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We'll break each other's necks
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Just for peace, peace, peace...
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In Japan we've the right
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In a generous night
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But the Emperor knows peace is finer
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It isn't our fault it's a case of absurd
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We're picked down and buried by China
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Oh, how we're deplored
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I glad did it for the world
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We're a nation of poets and thinkers
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Also, though we bound without pity
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And lay west to his city
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It's because all the Chinese are stinkers
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Two little angels of peace are we
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Living together in amity
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We'll sign any pack saying we won't attack
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But it's just a mere formality
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Two little angels of peace are we
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There is one thing on which we agree
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We try to keep calm
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When we gas, we bump
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Just for peace, peace, peace...
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Now I know that our war
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Is a thing to have horror
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And that peaceful fill out
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When we hope we have
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With our love from the start
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I atrocious did all my part
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To civilize nearly the hope we have
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Though you call me sadistic
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Imperialistic
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My armies required a quarry
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And though we may slave
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What's a splendid day today
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After all that we'll say that we're sorry
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Though I fall for the urge
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Of a nice bloody purge
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And living my way I was carrying on
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Though I clean up my Schmutz
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Would I hear Nazi putz
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It is all for the sake of the Aryan
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My ambitions are small
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I want nothing at all
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My plans wouldn't be any littler
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Now that Austria's Nazi
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It will be hazy-gazy
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To put the whole world under Hitler
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Four little angels of peace are we
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Drinking with older of saintity
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Though we slaughter the meek
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We confirm every week
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And we talk it over peacefully
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Four little angels of peace are we
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There is one thing on which we agree
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We'll shout and we'll shell
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We'll get each other's hell
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Just for peace, peace, peace...
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Four Little Angels Of Peace
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Barbra Streisand |