The Boys

Always wondered what happens on the boarderline
Where our cries don't come easily
Now we find ourselves standing alone in the edge
We may be the last pawns of Europe
But who's fucking about this war bulletin!?
Be the struggle
From the cradle to the end

It's not the time to disco baby
Call over all my friends
It's not the time to disco baby and then
The boys
Will start revolution and troubles
Government in troubles

Media? No Government? No
Be the struggle
From the cradle to the end

It's not the time to disco baby
Call over all my friends
It's not the time to disco baby and then
The boys
Will start revolution and troubles
Government in troubles

Non te ne pentirai



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