Intro

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They were born with the knowledge of the struggle to survive 
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They were raised, learning only ways to stay alive 
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Their language is the language of the bullet and the gun 
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If you see them coming, baby, better run 


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Here come the warboys 
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Here come the warboys 

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Well they look so pretty as they march and drill 
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It's such, a pity that they're dressed to kill 
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Soldiers marching two by two 
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When it all comes down they know exactly what to do 

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Here come the... warboys
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Warboys

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Warboys, your boys, politicians toys 
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Warboys, our boys, make lot of noise 
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       When the lightning explodes 
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       I pray for your soul 
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Hup, 2, 3, 4 

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Well they look so fierce they're gonna tear out your heart 
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When they get near we're gonna see what they got 
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Hold on to your soul, friend of mine 
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I'll see you in hell, some other time 

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Here come the warboys 
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Here come the warboys
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Here come the warboys