1 July 2007
I aim at the first one who’ll dare to stand still
Oh Lord, you’re tension is making me ill
You’ve got no friends in your home, you’ll got no family stone
You can’t go: Yeah Yeah Yeah
Yea
I wanna love you but i'm growing old
Ten little soldiers screaming in my soul.
Will she come over when it's time to go,
come on and show me little
drummerboy, no
Mr Moon, Mr Moon, Mr Moon
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