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The girl Tel-Aviv who wouldn't kneel
The girl from Tel-Aviv who kneel
Nor for husband, dictator, tyrant or

Humble homes mottoes on the walls
Symbols and signs in designed
to keep the poor poor
In fear of a god who saved them after all

And all of my are in trouble
They're sorry, they're sick and they
All of my friends are in
no need to go into that now

The from Tel-Aviv who wouldn't kneel
The girl from who wouldn't kneel
Nor for husband, dictator, tyrant or

The my countenance shows
Is hardly worth now
application of the law
In other words torture

And all of my are in trouble
They're sorry, they're sick and they
All of my are in trouble
But there's no to go into that now

Of princes and kings and their costly
Blitz them all to the Stone Age
The way displayed proudly
Is to show lots of teeth and loudly

And the weeps oil
The weeps oil
What do you all these armies are for?
Just the land weeps oil

And the weeps oil
The weeps oil
What do you think all these conflicts are
It's because the land weeps oil