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The night was warm
The gelignite was hot
The plot was thick
And Jenny's being sick in the bathroom
She's six months gone
And will it have a chance
Or simply wither in the womb?
The room was thick with smoke
The gelignite was hot
The plot was thick
And Jenny's being sick in the bathroom
She's six months gone
And will it have a chance
Or simply wither in the womb?
The room was thick with smoke
Photographs of martyrs across the wall
There's brother John shot down at the cenotaph (yes, we'll remember!)
Sister Astrid, now corrected - never says a word
The list goes on and on
The bombs, the blood
For every guilty death there's 20 more
The limbs go flying across the floor
And no one's crying anymore
Just caught up in the crossfire
And Jenny wants her child
There's brother John shot down at the cenotaph (yes, we'll remember!)
Sister Astrid, now corrected - never says a word
The list goes on and on
The bombs, the blood
For every guilty death there's 20 more
The limbs go flying across the floor
And no one's crying anymore
Just caught up in the crossfire
And Jenny wants her child
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