Waves of people in strange directions
It's no use talking, there's
no decisions
They gave up houses to be refugees
The mud in ditches is over their knees
The sandbagged trenches are over our heads
This kind of warfare's become hide and seek
Though khaki uniforms are universal
Your propaganda is losing appeal
I'd give up rice fields to fight like you
I'd give up rice fields to fight like you
I'd give up rice fields to fight like you
I'd give up rice fields to fight like you |
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