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And the little boy stared Into the eyes of the night Button collects price of his time Little girl glared Sheets of denial Bullet connects to the price of her crime
What have we said Wasn't it their bed What a presence Haven't we paid penance To the new guns
Now the little boy sees Through the eyes of delight Levers erect note of his rhyme Little girl bled Sheets of the night The lovers connect to the price of his dime
What have we said Wasn't it their bed What of our presence Haven't we paid penance To the new guns, to the new guns
What have we said Wasn't it their bed What of presence Haven't we paid penance
What have we said Wasn't it their bed What of presence Haven't we paid penance
To the new guns To the new guns, to the new