Intro Oh violence, stained our hands Sold us on hero talk with their boyish charms With the call For us to win oh oh oh oh oh, the call to win. The time that we spent As we dug with our hands And our notes we left unharvested When we scratched to get in oh the words we left oh, their words we left With the Spring came the thaw And our friends that we lost Still we left them there unharvested In the cold November wind Cold November wind Where the bombs had us hypnotized As they pinned us down in the rain We'd breath it in And again we'd breath it in And again we'd breath it in And...Ohhh we never left Then the cold weather wained But the lines they still remained So they sold us on hero talk with their boyish charms With the call for us to win

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