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I m afraid the war is over, i declare the war is over, i declare the war is over
The mad director knows that freedom will not make you free, so do your duty Is, one is guilty and the other gets the point to blame
And they re afraid that i m afraid, so do your duty, i m afraid the war is over
Framed in fantasies and dragged in dream, i believe the war is over
One is guilty and the other gets the point to blame, i declare the war is over, i declare the war is over
The gypsy fortune teller told me that we d been deceived, i declare the war is over
This country is too young to die, i declare the war is over, and the gargoyles only sit and grieve
I declare the war is over, and join with pride, serve your country in her suicide
unpaid actors of the mystery
and they re whistling marches as they mow the lawn
And the gargoyles only sit and grieve, framed in fantasies and dragged in dream, i m afraid the war is over
unpaid actors of the mystery
Fading rhythms of a fading land, i declare the war is over
Angry artists painting angry signs, prove your courage in the proud parade, and they re afraid that i m afraid
i believe the war is over
Find a flag so you can wave goodbye, pardon me if i refrain Phil, the gypsy fortune teller told me that we d been deceived
You only are what you believe, silent soldiers on a silver screen Phil, and what s this got to do with me
You only are what you believe, this country is too young to die
Use their vision just to blind the blind, i declare the war is over, prove your courage in the proud parade
i declare the war is over
I declare the war is over, one is guilty and the other gets the point to blame The, i declare the war is over
the mad director knows that freedom will not make you free
Silent soldiers on a silver screen, and join with pride Ochs, i declare the war is over
And join with pride, and they re whistling marches as they mow the lawn
And they re whistling marches as they mow the lawn, and they re afraid that i m afraid
I declare the war is over, i believe the war is over
i declare the war is over
And they re afraid that i m afraid, i m afraid the war is over
Fading rhythms of a fading land, drums are drizzling on a grain of sand
The mad director knows that freedom will not make you free, trust your leaders where mistakes are almost never made Over, the gypsy fortune teller told me that we d been deceived
trust your leaders where mistakes are almost never made
And they re whistling marches as they mow the lawn, the mad director knows that freedom will not make you free, fading rhythms of a fading land
poisoned players of a grizzly game
you only are what you believe
Find a flag so you can wave goodbye, use their vision just to blind the blind
Use their vision just to blind the blind, and the gargoyles only sit and grieve
One is guilty and the other gets the point to blame, and what s this got to do with me War, serve your country in her suicide
Framed in fantasies and dragged in dream, i believe the war is over
angry artists painting angry signs
Find a flag so you can wave goodbye, i declare the war is over, i declare the war is over
Pardon me if i refrain, i declare the war is over
So do your duty, i declare the war is over Ochs, the mad director knows that freedom will not make you free
Unpaid actors of the mystery, i declare the war is over War, serve your country in her suicide
pardon me if i refrain
Poisoned players of a grizzly game, serve your country in her suicide
I believe the war is over, and the gargoyles only sit and grieve The, the mad director knows that freedom will not make you free
Fading rhythms of a fading land, one-legged veterans will greet the dawn
and what s this got to do with me
you only are what you believe
the gypsy fortune teller told me that we d been deceived
this country is too young to die
Trust your leaders where mistakes are almost never made, drums are drizzling on a grain of sand
This country is too young to die, i declare the war is over, and they re afraid that i m afraid
I m afraid the war is over, and the gargoyles only sit and grieve, fading rhythms of a fading land
the mad director knows that freedom will not make you free
i declare the war is over
framed in fantasies and dragged in dream
Unpaid actors of the mystery, trust your leaders where mistakes are almost never made
the mad director knows that freedom will not make you free