And now they are trying to take my life away
forever young I cannot stay, on every corner I can
see them there. They don`t know my name they
don`t know my kind. They`re after you with their
promises. they`re after you to sign your life away.
For living in the backstreets that`s our home from
home. the painted walls are all we`ve ever known
and `The Guns Forever` that`s our battle cry. it is
the flag that we fly so high and every day they try
to drag us down but I cry with anfer I have done
no crime. For up no the terrace I can hear the
crowd roar and down in the subway I can hear
them whisper and through all the ragin glory of
the years we never once thought of the fears fir
what we`d do when the battle cry was over.
Nothing lasts forever is all they seem to tell you
when you`re young but have no illusion and no
disillusion the Sixty Eight guns will never die
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