.Iâve see it all before, revolution at my back door, well whose to
say it wonât happen all again. The Generals sip bacardi, while
the privates feel the pain.
They talk from the screen and T.V. tube, they talk revolution like
itâs processed food. They talk anarchy from music hall.
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