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I once knew a ponyWhose name was SurvivalHe died in the winter of a happy revolutionThere were militant marchesOver his dead bodyChildren were crying and begging for mercyOneHere we go againTwoHere we go againWe're all gonna be historyThreeHere we go againShe's turning and turning, our American SisterHands full of arrows and paperback biblesLike a boxing heroShe stands in the ashesThe voice of Martin LutherThrough the radio flashesOneHere we go againTwoHere we go againWe're all gonna be historyThreeHere we go againLetras de cancionesOh here we go againBlack snow in the fields againBut tell me where is the friendship train?It's been a long time comingI once knew a ponyName was religionHead full of hatred and misguided moralsHe was blinded from readingWorn out and bleedingBut he'll never give in, noTill the day he stops breathingDevil in the kitchen and the clock strikes nineHis words are spoken in a voice sublimeApocalypse then and misery nowNothing you do is going to work anyhow boyOneHere we go againTwoHere we go againWe're all gonna be historyThreeHERE WE GO AGAINI once knew a ponyWhose name was SurvivalHe died in the winter of a happy revolutionThere were militant marchesOver his dead bodyChildren were crying and begging for mercyOneHere we go againTwoHere we go againWe're all gonna be historyThreeHere we go againShe's turning and turning, our American SisterHands full of arrows and paperback biblesLike a boxing heroShe stands in the ashesThe voice of Martin LutherThrough the radio flashesOneHere we go againTwoHere we go againWe're all gonna be historyThreeHere we go againOh here we go againBlack snow in the fields againBut tell me where is the friendship train?It's been a long time comingI once knew a ponyName was religionHead full of hatred and misguided moralsHe was blinded from readingWorn out and bleedingBut he'll never give in, noTill the day he stops breathingDevil in the kitchen and the clock strikes nineHis words are spoken in a voice sublimeApocalypse then and misery nowNothing you do is going to work anyhow boyOneHere we go againTwoHere we go againWe're all gonna be historyHERE WE GO AGAINI once knew a ponyWhose name was SurvivalHe died in the winter of a happy revolutionThere were militant marchesOver his dead bodyChildren were crying and begging for mercyOneHere we go againTwoHere we go againWe're all gonna be historyThreeHere we go againShe's turning and turning, our American SisterHands full of arrows and paperback biblesLike a boxing heroShe stands in the ashesThe voice of Martin LutherThrough the radio flashesOneHere we go againTwoHere we go againWe're all gonna be historyThreeHere we go againOh here we go againBlack snow in the fields againBut tell me where is the friendship train?It's been a long time comingI once knew a ponyName was religionHead full of hatred and misguided moralsHe was blinded from readingWorn out and bleedingBut he'll never give in, noTill the day he stops breathingDevil in the kitchen and the clock strikes nineHis words are spoken in a voice sublimeApocalypse then and misery nowNothing you do is going to work anyhow boyOneHere we go againTwoHere we go againWe're all gonna be historyThreeHere we go again From Letras Mania