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Uncle Sam won’t be there watching

Once the pigs are fed.

Do you see those bullets passing

Inch from your head?

Sam’s ole war will bring you under

It’s coming soon.

In this heather blind men blunder

When it’s in it’s bloom.

Each deadly night.

Beware their charm.

Where the sheep don’t go.

Shoots gonna hit mark.

Mother nature knows your doing

She leads your armies home.

Till you feel your earth is shaking

Opened up our hole.

Now the war will bring you under

The end’s coming soon.

In this heather blind men blunder

When it’s in it’s bloom.

Each deadly night.

Beware it’s charm.

Where the sheep don’t go.

Shoots gonna hit the mark.

I see those walking beside you

Empty cell fall all around you.

I see life coming inside you.



When I begged you not to go but you leave anyway.

I said come around next time oh and love me.

I said come around next time oh and love me!