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Thunder Drums
The time for talk is over,
the thunder drums of war begin to beat.
Kaboom, kaboom.
Insanity is loosened
and runs among the people in the street.
Kaboom, kaboom.
Hear the thunder roaring,
with tanks and bombs and guns.
And see the soldiers marching,
until the hate is done.
With brother killing brother,
until there's only one.
Kaboom, kaboom.
Now see the people scatter,
with missiles raining down on their parade.
Kaboom! Kaboom!
There's nothing left that matters,
the best of plans of mice and men are laid.
Kaboom! Kaboom! Kaboom!
The bombs keep growing larger,
with earth becoming small.
And though it's close to midnight,
they still won't heed the call.
And keep on pushing buttons,
until they kill us all.
KABOOM! KABOOM!
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