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 be ground there`s a party planned for the new recruits Hurricane lamps are burning, teargas fills the route, yeah
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