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Dec 2010
he come from over there
an he comin over here

oh my

someone gonna live
or someone gonna die

(his EYE!)

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warriors are gathered
somethin really matters

aint no lie

the center of "the field"
no-one gonna yield

or try

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BUT

they smile and embrace
turn and walk off from "that place"

oh my

they look at US with scorn
as somethin rank unborn

not alive

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he come from over there
now he walkin way from here

like we's a lie

someone gonna live
someone gonna die

someone gonna live
someone gonna die

someone gonna live
someone gonna die

( his EYE!)
Written by
jeffrey robin
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