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No5 Hit (A Song for Will)<br />
Juvenile deliquants, linger round the city streets<br />
Leather boys stand pale, awaiting dawn<br />
The lonely preacher searching God, accepts his defeat<br />
Children just to wild to be born<br />
Bridge<br />
REFR<br />
Everything she said, why did she have to say it?<br />
And the game she staged, why did we have to play?<br />
Everything we made, our destiny to make it?<br />
We are all children of the war<br />
World is round, but my mind is square<br />
Good intentions won’t do<br />
Selling my love at the country fair.<br />
Watch my flowers grow<br />
Lyrics: Lars Göransson, Kée<br />
Tengblad, Carl-Johan Melin,<br />
Lennart Klang, Göran Sjöholm,<br />
Anders Lindell<br />
Music: Carl-Johan Melin<br />
© 2011, Melin, Göransson,<br />
Tengblad, Klang, Sjöholm, Lindell<br />
The chosen few, our band of brothers, watch the solemn scene<br />
Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown<br />
To sleep, perhaps to dream, is what his plea is all about<br />
There is no mercy here, the jester frowns<br />
Bridge<br />
Everything she said, why did she have to say it?<br />
And the game she staged, why did we have to play?<br />
Everything we made, our destiny to make it?<br />
We are all children of the war<br />
Everything she said, she said without compassion<br />
The sunlight fades, on sadness and despair<br />
Everything we hailed, it soon went out of fashion<br />
Have pity on the children of the war<br />
REFR<br />
REFR<br />
Bridge<br />
World is round, but my mind is square...<br />
World is round, but my mind is square...<br />
Everything she said, why did she have to say it?<br />
And the game she staged, why did we have to play?<br />
Everything we made, our destiny to make it?<br />
We are all children of the war<br />
Everything she said, she said without compassion<br />
The sunlight fades, on sadness and despair<br />
Everything we hailed, it soon went out of fashion<br />
Have pity on the children of the war
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