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Walk Away
01:35
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Bright city lights, never a boring night.
Some people start a fight, everything is all right.
Bright city lights, never a boring night.
Some people start a fight, they say, it's all right.
Mind your own business,
don't bother to cry for help.
Walk away (walk away)
Walk away, you better walk away,
no heroes here today.
Close your eyes, and be safe.
Stay out of sight, don't wait.
Just look away okay?
Turn your head and pray.
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Summercamp
01:41
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Come little children, it's time to play.
We want you here, you must obey.
The only option is a punishment,
just join the game, if you are "sane".
Lets play war - it's fun,
to shoot with a gun.
It's all good and nice,
to blast your targets right.
Lets play war - it's fun,
to hike in the woods,
landmines at your back,
no hope of turning back.
Come little children, its time to learn.
how to form a line, and march in time.
You just do, what we tell you to.
It's a nice summercamp, we'll make you a man.
Yeah it's fun, it's just like sports.
Yeah it's fun, it's just like sports.
We got the best toys around.
We got the best toys around.
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