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Jesus, Jesus, what's it all
a clout these little ingrates into shape
When I was age all the lights went out
was no time to whine and mope about

And even now part of me
Over dresden at one five
Though never fathom it behind my sarcasm
memories lie

Sweetheart, are you fast asleep? Good
That's the only time that I can speak to you
And there is something I've locked away
A that is too painful to withstand the light of day

And when we came from the war
The banners and hung on everyone's door
We danced and we in the street
And the church bells

But in my heart
The memory on
Of the gunners words
On the