A time of turmoil live and die by the gun,
Head for the west house of the rising sun,
President assassinated freed the lost one,
Hang a man for treason only for good reason,
Blues and greys collide before my very eyes,
Rifles fire cannons blow good man dies,
Sons and fathers bleeding on their own land,
Fight for bridges and rivers what they demand,
Unite under a banner die in the same manner,
Slaughter your neighbor buried next to them later,
Widows carry on so much work no one to rely upon,
Their sons are dead and husbands won't ever return,
It happened once that we let this fine nation burn
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