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Hup, two, three, four, marching down the street Rolling of the drums and the tramping of the feet General salutes and the mothers wave and weep Here comes the big parade Don't be afraid Price is paid One more parade
So young, so strong, so ready for the war So willing to go and die upon a foreign shore All march together, everybody looks the same So there is no one you can blame Don't be ashamed Light the flame One more parade
Listen for the sound and listen for the noise Listen for the thunder of the marching boys Few years ago their guns were only toys Here comes the big parade Don't be afraid Price is paid One more parade
So young, so strong, so ready for the war So willing to go and die upon a foreign shore All march together, everybody looks the same So there is no one you can blame Don't be ashamed Light the flame One more parade
Medals on their coats and guns in their hands Trained to kill as they're trained to stand Ten thousand ears need only one command Here comes the big parade Don't be afraid Price is paid Don't be ashamed War's a game World's in flames So start the parade
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