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, well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die, well i don't wanna be a sailor mamma, i don't wanna fly, well i don't wanna be a failure mamma, i don't wanna cry, well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, well i don't wanna be a rich man mamma, i don't wanna cry, well i don't wanna be a poor man mamma, i don't wanna fly, well i don't wanna be a lawyer mamma, i don't wanna lie, well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, well i don't wanna be a beggar mamma, i don't wanna die, well i don't wanna be a theif now mamma, i don't wanna fly, well i don't wanna be a churchman mamma, i don't wanna cry, well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, hit it!, well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die, well i don't wanna be a sailor mamma, i don't wanna fly, well i don't wanna be a failure mamma, i don't wanna cry, well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, i'm tilting on the break of shit, decisions making in my life, makes me loose it i ain't taking it this way i ain't making it, there n mistakes but if i'm wrong i will pay for it, like them bills i hate to pay, today i stay brave to win every day i'm a soldier, i don't wanna die. i ain't know killer either, so why does mama cry?, she needs to feed her child, but she's a child in her father's eyes, ya'll better recognize, the power parents recking with, does it make sense to make way for censorship?, it's brains we messing with, across the planes we got kids n chains and whips, who live their lives censor less but we couldn't give a shit. i don't wanna lie, cheaters will cheat, some will rather reach jesus, before meeting defeat, i think it's easy to see i you be seeing these streets, sometimes my eyes, can't believe what they see, on tv, young like me sent over seas, sent over greed i believe, is this what we need?, yo these guys like me. to add fire to the fuel, life twisted my views, just from flicking the news, i gives me the early 21st century blues, but we making it threw, make what you make it, you can't redo what you do, i'm the living proof making it threw the 21st century blues, peace.
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Artist: cowboy junkies