They came across the border in the middle of the night
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It was much much worse in the cold daylight
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There's hundreds of tanks and thousands of men
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And helicopters buzzing right above your head
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Chorus:
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Oh no, it's an invasion, invasion
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Oh no, it's an invasion, invasion
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They're moving out of cities, they're moving out of towns
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If you're caught resisting you're quickly mown down
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Everybody's running, but they don't know where
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So long as they escape, well they just don't care
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(Repeat Chorus)
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You can't understand, why they murder your land
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But you can't fight a tank with a stick
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And you want to fight back, but the future is black
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And the killing is making you sick
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The tanks pass by, in a never ending line
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Not a man or a woman is spared
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And then you wonder why, no help does arrive
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The world doesn't seem to care
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You've formed a small resistance, you've got a few guns
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You plan a small ambush, but you end up on the run
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You're running through the foothills, but you'll never make your cave
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You're just another rebel in an unmarked grave
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(Repeat Chorus)
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Invasion
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