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Jesus, Jesus, what's it all about?<br />Tryin to clout these little ingrates into shape.<br />When I was their age all the lights went out.<br />There was no time to whine or mope about.<br />And even now part of me flies over <br />Dresden at angels one five.<br />Though they'll never fathom it behind my<br />Sarcasm desperate memories lie.<br /><br />Sweetheart, sweetheart are you fast asleep? Good.<br />'Cause that's the only time that I can really speak to you.<br />And there is something that i've locked away<br />A memory that is too painful<br />To withstand the light of day.<br /><br />And when we came back from the war <br />The banners and flags hung on everyone's door.<br />We danced and we sang in the streets and<br />The church bells ring.<br />But burning in my heart<br />The memory smoulders on<br />Of the gunners dying words on the intercom.
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Jesus, Jesus, what's it all about?<br />Tryin to clout these little ingrates into shape.<br />When I was their age all the lights went out.<br />There was no time to whine or mope about.<br />And even now part of me flies over <br />Dresden at angels one five.<br />Though they'll never fathom it behind my<br />Sarcasm desperate memories lie.<br /><br />Sweetheart, sweetheart are you fast asleep? Good.<br />'Cause that's the only time that I can really speak to you.<br />And there is something that i've locked away<br />A memory that is too painful<br />To withstand the light of day.<br /><br />And when we came back from the war <br />The banners and flags hung on everyone's door.<br />We danced and we sang in the streets and<br />The church bells ring.<br />But burning in my heart<br />The memory smoulders on<br />Of the gunners dying words on the intercom.
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