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Текст песни D.R.I. - On My Way Home

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I was getting out, without a doubtThis was my last patrol, wished I could shoutBut then the reds were thereWe were taking our shareFifteen to thirty, but fair is fairI was fighting wild, shooting blindNothing I could do, nowhere I could goSomeone yelled, "keep your head down low"I heard men crying, knew they were dyingAnd for the first time, I realizedMy sergeant lied!On my way home in a body bagA one-way ticket, but I couldn`t bragI was seeing green, seeing redWith an aching, throbbing, emptiness in my headTrying to breathe, I fought for airI was alive, but nobody caredWe left the planetThen we had landedSoon picked up by an army truckSomeone gave me a shovel and told me to digI said, "fuck off and die, capitalist pig!"

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