.Tin soldiers and Nixon coming, we're finally on our own.
This summer I hear the drumming, four dead in Ohio, i-heya.
Tin soldiers and Nixon coming, we're finally on our own.
This summer I hear the drumming, four dead in Ohio.
Gotta get down to it, soldiers are gunning us down.
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