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Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba

It's war, she said,
As she turned on the t.v set
Tuned in, through the storm
To the nightly news reel show

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Where a voice conformed our fears
As she stifled back the tears
And declared she'd watched the highlights
On t.v!

Count to three I'll be back home soon
Count to three

What gods are these'
To justify these deeds
Not mine, I'm sure
Could this really be the cure'

And we're dancing in the streets
And kissing that boys feet
As your love begins to flow
On your breakfast t.v show

We flew for hours
And we all took communal showers
And we wondered at the heat
As our boots melted to our feet

And I darn the armored vest
Walked out with all the rest
Straight into what I thought must be
A dream!

Count to three I'll be back home soon
Count to three

What gods are these'
To justify these deeds
Not mine, I'm sure
Could this really be the cure'

And we're dancing in the streets
And kissing that boys feet
As your love begins to flow
On your breakfast t.v show

Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba baa

Writer(s): Neil Andrew Mackenzie, Lee Ahmad Baker, Gregory Kim Saunders

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