They snatch him from his bed
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Without giving him a choice
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And it sends a chill down your spine
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When you know, above all
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That the fine arms dealers
The manufacturers of tears
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Are cozy in our country
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They kick her out of her bed
Will take her under its wing
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The little girl with the small hands
A machine in front of her
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To make, of course
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Dolls, shoes
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That'll make loads of people jealous
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When the huge cargo ships
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To have won innocence
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In the great lottery of birth
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We lived a carefree life
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On the boulevard of childhood
They recruit from the cradle
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And his big sister
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The king of white powder
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The one we sniff in Paris
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The wars it starts
They pull her from her sheets
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The girl who comes from there
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Where blue eyes are teeming
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But no last name
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So that in five seconds
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Men on the other side of the world
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We were so damn lucky
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To have won innocence
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In the great lottery of birth
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We bathed in lightheartedness
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On the boulevard of childhood
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In the great lottery of birth
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On the boulevard of childhood
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On the boulevard of childhood
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On the boulevard of childhood