Testo Over There

The day is coming

Drums are drumming

If you know one say a prayer

There's Mothers crying
Father's sighing

War is in the air



Trains filling up with boys

Who have left behind their favorite toys

They're going over there

Over there

Someone has to die


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It's not our job to reason why

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Oh, someone has to die