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Feb 2015
Take me out to the ballgame
Take me to be all I can
You can't find such a jolly group
Of secret malevolent madmen
So it's bombs, guns, tanks
For the home-team
If there's no one left, what a shame
Cause it's money, lives and victory
In the Old Ballgame
Woods By Day Bars By Night Β© 2012, Casey Carter
Casey Carter
Written by
Casey Carter  Oregon
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