| Tomorrow they ship me out
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| We know things were bloody over there
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| You spent those nights alone not knowing if I was dead
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| I knew we’d be together again,
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| This is not the end of the world
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| The war of the worlds, the war is over, call me crazy
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| We could love each other again
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| The war of the worlds, the war is over, maybe baby
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| We’ll start to love each other again
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| So baby they’re pulling us out
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| You know, I’ve seen some pretty ugly things
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| Then the fight stopped, the guns dropped at the last shot
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| Till we count down New Years in Times Square
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| New York Times read it’s not the end of the world
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| The war of the worlds, the war is over, call me crazy
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| We could love each other again
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| The war of the worlds, the war is over, maybe baby
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| We’ll start to love each other again
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| Tonight they’re flying us in,
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| And it’s a countdown to the year two thousand
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| Armageddon, hell or heaven,
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| More champagne then you can ever imagine, yeah
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| The war of the worlds, the war is over, call me crazy
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| We could love each other again
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| The war of the worlds, the war is over, maybe baby
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| We’ll start to love each other again
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| Fight stopped, guns dropped, last shot |