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She says my ass hurtswhen I sit downshe says my feet hurtfrom just standing around
I think my bodyis as restless as my mindand I don't know if I can roll with itthis timepacked his uniformsand drove him to the baseshe was crying all the waythe world looked her in the faceand saidroll with it, babymake it your careerkeep the home fires burningtill america is in the clearthe mainstream is so polluted with liesonce you get wet, it's so hard to get drywe're all taught how to justifyhistoryas it passes byand it's your worldthat comes crashing downwhen the big boys decideto throw their weight aroundbut just roll with it babymake it your careerkeep the home fires burningtill america is in the clearwhat if the enemyisn't in a distant landwhat if the enemy lies behindthe voice of commandthe sound of waris a child's crybehind tinted windows,they just drive byall I know is that thosewho are going to be killedaren't those who presideon capitol hill
I told him,don't fill the front linesof their warthose assholes aren't worth dying forbut he saidroll with it, babymake it your careerkeep the home fires burningtill america is in the clearshe says my ass hurtswhen I sit downshe says my feet hurtfrom just standing around
I think my body is as restless as my mindand I'm not gonna roll with it this timeno, I'm not gonna roll with it this time
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