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Lonely mother at the funeral
And her son is in the grave
Undertakers’ve been shocked
‘cos they know all the shame
It's the shame for the family
And no priest on this day
Church's doors are closed
For the slaves of the devil's hand

At the dark cold night
In the mud lies the boy
Few seconds till he’s dead
But it's all about the choice
Some of his bones are broken
His lungs full of blood
And a lot of glass in his stomach
And the last thing he heard was a laugh

Oh c'mon he's not an Enola Gay's son
Oh c'mon he's not Enola Gay's son

When the boy met his friends
They were glad to be there
Had some beers had some fun
There was smile on his face
At some point he thought
That his friends all should know
He unmasked himself
And the truth has been told

What a moment of life
To love and be loved
To find the only one person
Who brings you up on the top of the World
When your love is the secret
We all know how it hurts
And one day you will confess
Let it go like it goes

Run away turn away run away

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