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Lyrics:
Look up on the ledge
There's a bomber diving on the golden street
Down below the crowd is falling, bullets under feet
Don't tell me, don't tell me, hey don't tell me
We're under the beat of a brand-new marching order
Ears to the ground, there's a party planned for the new recruits
Hurricane lamps are burning, tear gas fills the route, yeah
Don't tell me, don't tell me, hey don't tell me
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