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Bloody with mischief and ready for changeI traded my uniform, I hope you'll do the sameI know now this time could be our lastCause the past has reached a critical massThe cold war was made for me and youThis violent self-deception will always see me throughThey taught you to swallow every morsel you were fedThey taught you to let everybody into your headThey taught you to worship and they taught you how to begThey tried to convince you no one can eat fifty eggsThe cold war was made for me and youThis violent self-deception will always see me throughThe cold war was made for me and youThis violent self-deception will always see me throughSo turn back your armies, the battle can't be wonThere's no need to be our fathers' sonsThere's no need to be our mothers' sons. From Letras Mania