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HOW LONG AGO WAS IT WHEN WE DROPPED THAT BOMB
RUN FOR THE HILLS YOU CAN HEAR THEM SAY
SOMEBODY'S COMING
IT WASN'T AND IT WASNT' A FASCINATING SIGHT
ONE TURN OF THE KNOB AND WE'RE BACK IN STYLE

ONE LAST GOODBYE FOR THAT MISSISSIPPI SOLDIER
HE TWISTED HIS LUCK ON THE RIBBONS OF A COLD WAR
HE TOOK TO THE EAST LIKE HE TOOK TO THE WEST
BURIED HIS BANJO AND BROKE DOWN THE GATES OF HELL

COME ONE COME ALL TO THE HALLELUJAH HOEDOWN
THERE'S WORD ON THE STREET
THAT A SOLDIER HAS BEEN FOUND
WE'LL BORROW FROM THE NEIGHBORS
WE'LL BORROW FROM THE BANKS
WE'LL DROP OURSELVES A BOMB AND BE FREE
FROM WHAT MAKES US DANCE

RUN BAREFOOT THROUGH THE FOREST
RUN NAKED ACROSS THE SANDS
PUSH SMOKE UP TO THE HEAVENS
THROW STEEL ACROSS THIS LAND
YOU CAN STILL DIE FOR GOOD REASON
YOU CAN STILL DIE A GOOD MAN
IT WASN'T AND IT WASN'T ONE CALCULATED PLAN