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roads of battle,
They lead paths of victory
We shall walk

I walked down to the valley
Turned my head up high.
Seen that silver linin`
That was
Breaking in a sweat
Like a bomb threat
Is your silhouette fading out?
Nothing left to lose
Detonate the fuse
Another breaking news blowout

Ain't it
The trail is dark and dusty 
The road, it's kinda rough, 
But the good road is a-waiting 
And boys it ain't far off. 

Trails of troubles,
Extra, extra
Read all about it
Extra, extra
We heard the good news

We've come this far by faith
Pick up your pace and don't you be late
I'm
Bit by bit, torn apart
We never win but the battle wages on for toy soldiers

I'm suppose to be the soldier, who never blows his composure
Even
(gonna get some strange)

New ain't nothin' but a state of mind
(Gettin' by good and high) and strange (gonna get some strange)
strange

New ain't nothin' but a state of mind
Gettin' by good and high and strange
Gonna get some strange
Bit by bit, torn apart 
We never win but the battle wages on for toy soldiers

I'm suppose to be the soldier, who never blows his composure 
Even
by bit, torn apart
We never win but the battle wages on for toy soldiers

I'm suppose to be the soldier, who never blows his composure
Even though I
soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart 
We never win but the battle wages for toy soldiers

I'm suppose to be the soldier, who never blows his composure 
Even
pilled up that I rattle
I have got the sharpest knife, so I cut the biggest slice
But I have no time to do battle

Everybody smash up your seats and rock
good, it's a perpetual dive

It's clear that I choose to
Live on, I'm so used to
But still it ain't news to

Ditch it say when one incentive's
Gained
and run
We ain't done till this battle has been fought and won
The victory, how sweet it be, is already ours
Holding the stars, is the man that carries
you will be die by the gun,
'Cause all guys tell lies, and more girls commits it.
I was ordered to code red, but now I'm chillin' with a few good men.
You can see it in the movies and the paper and the TV news
Somebody's army is always on the move
There's gonna be a battle the lines have been drawn
wrong for me to curse in the name of right
Is it wrong for me to spit life into this mic
That's all I'm asking baby
How come the new millennium brings
to keep Vietnam free
For good old de-em-moc-ra-cy (Diem-ocracy)
That means rule by one family
And 15,000 American troops, give or take a few
Thousand
Now that all the smoke is gone
(Lighter)
And the battle's finally won
(Gimme a lighter)
Victory (Lighters up) is finally ours
(Lighters up)
Now that all the smoke is gone
(Lighter)
And the battle's finally won
(Gimme a lighter)
Victory (Lighters up) is finally ours
(Lighters up)
to keep Vietnam free
For good old de-em-moc-ra-cy (Diem-ocracy)
That means rule by one family
And fifteen thousand American troops, give or take a few
We've come this far by faith
Pick up your pace and don't you be late
I'm hear to tell ya about the good news
Somethin' about the path that we
when 
I'm gonna throw my suitcase out
No more separations
Where you have to say goodnight to a telephone
Baby I've decided that ain't what life is
the law the new seed yes they want more
Cypress Hill Soul Assassins we smoking 420 all day
We ain't joking serve it up oh yes and the hard stuff
Excess
We've come this far by faith
Pick up your pace and don't you be late
I'm hear to tell ya about the good news
Somethin' about the path that we
Because we ain't seen nothing yet

Hands untied
But the same shuffle once again
Running all the time
Ain't going nowhere
It's a new page in the same