| ESCAPOLOGY | |
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| happy easter (war is coming) | |
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Hold on to this There's something crawling up my wrist I think it's dying Bless the Lord I can't think straight anymore You won't see me crying There'll be tears before bedtime for sure Singing I won't go to war Lay down your guns What are we fighting for I wanna swim in the ocean I wanna play in the sea I wanna love my brother Love my brother loving me, me I'm gonna buy a farm Write a song It won't change the earth Just the people on it I was born with A silver shovel in my mouth Golden balls and a platinum smile You won't hear the last of The good, the bad or the brassed off, for sure Singing I won't go to war Lay down your guns What are we fighting for I wanna swim with the dolphins I wanna play in the sea I'm gonna love my brother Love my brother loving me, me Then buy a farm Write a song It won't change the earth Just the people on it Oh, hear the sound of a million people sitting down Hip to hip Lip to lip Free your love Free love Free love Singing I won't go to war... |