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Everybody's got something to sayAbout the state of the world todayAfter a while, you just get used to itI need somethin' to get me through itYou won't see it, you won't find it at allI was in New York not that long agoStood and watched while the blood ran coldAfter a while, you just get used to itI need somethin' to get me through itYou won't see it, you won't find it at allI joined the army, the infantryFelt that lead goin' right through meAfter a whileAfter a whileYou won't see it, you won't find itYou won't see it, you won't find itYou won't see it, you won't find it at all From Letras Mania