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Fifteen men taken in a hostile, foreign land
Scorchin' sun down onto miles and miles of sand
A country being ruled by a man who thinks it's fun
To hold our people in for a Shah that's on the run

I think it's
Freedom takes

a heartache and it's hard luck
Well, that's tough shit, man, no fun
Storm the Iranian
Before they start down you and me

of suits in control of the diplomatic-ness
While the of the world look on and can't care less
The Soviet Union won't agree to an plan
And then they laugh and march their troops into

from Moscow
Invade now

It's a and it's hard luck
Well, tough shit, man, it's no fun
Storm the embassy
Before they start at you and me, hey

A nation worries and the papers
Hoping no one has died
Hearing rumors that the
soon be tried as spies

Demonstrations on the
Saying that the end is
The man the New York Times on vacation
Wants to know happened here

Aggressive now
We want the now
Fifteen crying
Is my son

It's a heartache and hard luck
Well, that's shit, man, it's no fun
Storm the Iranian
Before start shooting at you and me