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Task Force
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Another Day
Welcome to the otherside of happiness and lullabys
where tiny mercenary eyes smoulder from the gutters life
the glow of dying glory in the embers of a mothers pride
'cause Nathan was a loving child until his older brother died
see he was sitting eating porridge when the soldiers come
to tell his aging mum she had outlived her oldest son
and now she wept they said your son had died a hero's death
they took a nervous breath both saluted turned around and left
now Nathans heart is filled with hatred for Afghanistan
along with every muslim 'cause he thinks they're all the Taliban
While from a mountain home another child without a name
is waiting for her father with some food and neither ever came
her father died from a bullet wound a mile away
he died without a weapon while the guilty fled to hide in caves
its just another life, sadly its another day
that left a little girl with only martyrdom to pave her way
she grew with clerics filled with hatred as her ruling guide
and trained her in explosives for a homocidal suicide
there is no moral to a story that was bred at war
and all there is to say im sure at some points all been said before
its just another life, sadly just another day
and sadder still another just the same is never far away
its just another life and sadly just another day
and sadder still another just the same is never far away
we live, we die, thats life, i guess
there's war, famine, hate and death
there's them, there's us, there's you, there's me
we live, we die, we rarely free
but love exists in strength in mind
and all good things will come with time
so raise your fists, and sing with me
i'm god, i'm strong, i'm proud, i'm free
FARMA G
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welcome to the otherside of happiness and lullabys
where people cast their sleepy eyes focused on the world outside
overlooking power struggles that they hear inside
and constantly remain in self denial as their world divides
now Pratrick visits dad at the cemetary
who was killed as he was marching through the town of Derry
and generations of his family have also suffered
another loss of bloody sunday that they wont recover
all this dying for relgion and its politics
had Patrick at the bar getting drunk saying 'fuck the English'
then somewhere in a London estate
Terrry hates the Irish and thinks they all support the IRA
'cause back in '92 his little sister passed away
a bomb inside a van that took her life and he cant take the pain
he wants to die and take her place but he knows he cant
so now he's filled with hate and loves to fight given any chance
and these are families from 2 different nations
related by their grief, pain and frustrations
its always hard to heal the wounds that were caused by war
when its difficult to understand what we're fighting for
its just another life, sadly just another day
and sadder still another just the same is never far away
its just another life and sadly just another day
and sadder still another just the same is never far away
we live, we die, thats life, i guess
there's war, famine, hate and death
there's them, there's us, there's you, there's me
we live, we die, we rarely free
but love exists in strength in mind
and all good things will come with time
so raise your fists and sing with me
i'm god, i'm strong, i'm proud, i'm free
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