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And I wonder how Franklin in '42
The still new but I'm tired of fighting
Bloody boys sobbing fears all somehow brave men
Exalted then, so yet somehow inviting

Like a dream moving in slow
The smell of spreads across the ocean
Despite the masses hate the notion
Bending every toward war

And the start falling
Tight fists of hurled
Searching for
In such a crazy
And crazy

I guess I thought when we got in our boats and away
We be here today, we left behind all that fighting
In a place where still debating feudal rights
And boundary and ancient agreements

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

And the bombs falling
As the fingers pull
for sanity
In such a world
And it's
such a crazy world
It's

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

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