All men with stars upon the chest Save yourselves, your family, Don't worry 'bout the rest Small child receives light through the crack The human mile, they're never coming back Hold out your hand and ask for some
Now and again she sits beneath the tree The sign above reads Hard work will set you free Hold out your hand and ask for some Too late for another direction Always what we've got in store Hurry back we've all been waiting We can't take much anymore Where are the days where brothers are brothers A childless mother Leave it except for one
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