Peace keeping forces\\
Try keeping the peace\\
Handcuffed to porches\\
Of buildings\\
And trees\\
The irony of war\\
Re invents the wheel\\
To live by the sword\\
And to die in a human shield\\
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Jet fighters are flying over our heads\\
A baby is crying his father is dead\\
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I wish we were far, far away\\
From this dump\\
We’d go to a bar\\
And get falling down drunk\\
People build fences\\
To keep out their fears\\
It’s happened for centuries\\
Which is hundreds of years\\
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Jet fighters are flying up over our heads\\
A baby is crying his father is dead\\
The irony of war re invents the wheel\\
And it’s good for nothing\\
But the undertaker\\
And the hippy protest singer\\
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This is a hippy protest song\\
Everybody singalong\\
Together we can ban the bomb\\
Where have all the flowers gone?\\
To funerals in cemeteries\\
And unknown soldiers’ families\\
Who’ll never really rest in peace\\
They can’t cremate their memories\\
Or bury six feet under earth\\
Delivered in a shining hearse\\
There’s always hope and that’s the curse\\
The need to see the body first\\
Drained of life and breath and blood\\
Two minutes silence for the death of love\\
This is a hippy protest song, singalong\\