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DPeGople throwing dinars at the belly-dancers
In a sad circus by a trench of burning oil
C/GPeopEmle throw belongings; a lifetime's earnings
Among the scattered rubbish and suitcases on the sidewalk
CDaEmte Dpalms and orange and tangerine trees
And eyes that are crying for everything
DLeGt it burn, let it burn, burn, burn.
Blood, blood, blood, blood and fire.
DSoG I talked to an old man by the generator
He was standing on the gravel by the fetid river
CHeEm tuDrned to me and then surveyed the scene
Said, "War is here in our beloved city."
DLeGt it burn, let it burn, burn, burn.
Blood, blood, blood, blood and fire.
CSoEmme Ddove in the river and tried to swim away
Through tons of sewage fate written on their foreheads
Date palms and orange and tangerine trees
With eyes that are crying for everything
DLeGt it burn, let it burn, burn, burn.
Blood, blood, blood, blood and fire.
F5LetAm itC bGurn, let it burn!
Let it burn, let it burn!
Let it burn, let it burn!
Let it burn, let it burn!
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