All over Shanghai market
Put up the, holding wood
All the way

No one is quite so different
People who, Understood
Enemy

The king and queen were sleeping
Industry, Ecstasy
Sympathy

Sympathy

I walk the road today
Across the valley and I won't stay
I will miss this
Land and this promise

I'm streaming next to you
I won't believe it, Is it really [bad word] 
When they say you should
Kill for your country
Kill for your country

I've got three kids to feed
Fine woman and a need to speak
Far away from this
Land and its promise

I want to talk to you
I need a peace that I wish I knew
Time to leave and go
Kill for my country
Aah...Kill for your country

Hold me down now, hold your fire
Not now folk that we inspire
Turn around and hold your fire

Shake 'em all off, Make-belief
Control the line, just let me be
We're all just make-believe

Hold a child, meet the man
Bring 'em all on to the grave
Barbershop and a close shave

Seen the goons, now, seen my [bad word]  from our enemy still
We are soldiers, we ain't dying yet [bad word] 'em [bad word] 'em down
Hold your fire, Hold your [bad word] 'em [bad word] 'em down
Hold your fire, Hold your fire
This is my message to you
This is a tale of the tomb [bad word] 'em [bad word] 'em down
Hold your fire, Hold your [bad word] 'em [bad word] 'em down
Hold your fire, Hold your fire
Why can't we make it alone
Shake off the smooch on the phone