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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=101944" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>This War</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">You've got the mouth of a she wolf<br>Inside the mask of an innocent lamb<br>You say your heart is all compassion<br>But there's just a flat line on your cardiogram<br>Yet you always made a profit baby<br>If it was a famine or a feast<br>Yes, I'm the soul of indiscretion,<br>I was cursed with x-ray vision,<br>I could see right through all the lies you told,<br>When you smiled for the television<br>And you can see the coming battle<br>You pray the drums will never cease<br>And you may win this war that's coming<br>But would you tolerate the peace?<br>Investing in munitions<br>And those little cotton flags<br>Invest in wooden caskets<br>In guns and body bags, guns and body bags<br>Your daddy was a businessman<br>And it always made good sense<br>You know the war can make you rich my friend<br>In dollars, pounds and cents<br>In the temple that was Mammon's<br>You were ordained the parish priest<br>Yes you may win this coming battle<br>But could you tolerate the peace?<br>Invest in deadly weapons<br>And those little cotton flags<br>Invest in wooden caskets<br>In guns and body bags<br>You're invested in oppression<br>Investing in corruption<br>Invest in every tyranny<br>And the whole world's destruction<br>I imagine there's a future<br>When all the earthly wars are over<br>You may find yourself just standing there<br>On the white cliffs of Dover<br>You may ask, what does it profit a man<br>To gain the whole world and suffer the loss of his soul?<br>Is that your body you see on the rocks below<br>As the tide begins to roll?<br>And you invested in this prison<br>From which you never got released<br>You may have won this war we're fighting<br>But would you tolerate the peace?<br>There's</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Sting - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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Inside the mask of an innocent lamb
You say your heart is all compassion
But there's just a flat line on your cardiogram
Yet you always made a profit baby
If it was a famine or a feast
Yes, I'm the soul of indisc..."></div>
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