Letras

I'd pull my weight if it made any difference Gave his life for the nine million others And on his graves written "Here lies Joseph" His country's gun and innocent soldier Well fight your way out of this one Fight your way out of this one Well fight your way out of this one Fight your way out of this one Grew a blood red vision for all their good intentions Made an easy million from a foreign investment Danced with the devils in beautiful buildings Affirmative action for a useful reunion He'd change his name if it made any difference He's waiting in line for the lasting confession On his grave's written "Here lies our son Joseph" His country's gun and innocent soldier Fight your way out of this one (x7)
Writer(s): Finn Andrews Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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