I'd pull my weight if it made any difference He gave his life for the nine million others But on his grave's written here lies Joseph His country's gun and innocent soldier
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He grew a blood red vision for all their good intentions He made an easy million from a foreign investment He danced with the devils in beautiful buildings Affirmative action for a useful reunion
He'd change his name if it made any difference Now he's waiting in line for the lasting confession But on his grave's written here lies our son Joseph His country's gun and innocent soldier
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