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And I wonder how Franklin in '42
The war's still new but I'm of fighting
Bloody boys sobbing all somehow died brave men
Exalted then, so wrong yet somehow

Like a dream moving in slow
The smell of death spreads across the
Despite the that hate the notion
every purpose toward war

And the bombs falling
fists of rage hurled
Searching for
In such a crazy
And crazy

I guess I thought we got in our boats and sailed away
We wouldn't be here today, we left behind all that
In a place where they're still debating feudal
And boundary lines and ancient

But I know I'm only dreaming
Any day I wake up screaming
orders in a far away land
Marching with a gun in my hand

And the bombs falling
As the trigger fingers
Searching for
In such a crazy
And crazy
It's such a world
crazy

Little go marching on for peace
Little boys go marching on for
Little boys go on for peace
Little boys go marching on for
Little boys go on for peace

(Little go)
The bombs start
(Marching on for peace)
As the trigger pull
Searching for
In such a crazy
And it's
It's such a world
Such a crazy