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Overshot my mark and
Put them down, on the ground
Fall away
No one is quite so different
Evil, good, understood
Enemy
The king and queen were sleeping
Industry, ecstasy, sympathy
Sympathy
I'm leaving home today
I thought about it and I want to say
I will miss this
Land and its promise
I'm sticking next to you
Big amigo, is it really true?
When they say you should
Kill for your country
Kill for your country
I've got three kids to feed
A fine woman and a need for speed
Far away from this
Land and its promise
I wave goodbye to you
And the peace that I wish I knew
Time to leave and go
Kill for my country
Kill for my country
Put 'em down and hold your fire
Command that world that we inspire
Put 'em down and hold your fire
Set 'em up with quick release
This world of ours, the land of the frees
Set 'em up with quick release
Overshot and made a mess
This world is cold and I'm under-dressed
Overshot and made a mess
We consume and we digest
This world is born on a dead man's chest
We consume and we digest
Mow 'em down, mow 'em down
Hold your fire, hold your fire
Mow 'em down, mow 'em down
Hold your fire, hold your fire
This is a message to you
This is a table for two
Mow 'em down, mow 'em down
Hold your fire, hold your fire
Mow 'em down, mow 'em down
Hold your fire, hold your fire
I cannot make it alone
Shout out 'cause you stole the phone
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