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Lyrics for 'International' by 'Omd'
The Youth And The Imperialist Tribune Was Also Addressed By A Young Girl
From Nicaragua Whose Hands Had Been Cut Off At The Wrists By The Former
Samosa Guards.
Veronica Merco, Of The German Federal Republic, Had This To Say:
Aber Ich Habe Eine Ausbildung Gemacht
Ak Industrie Kaufmann Und... ??
I'm A Shop Assistant At The... ??
And I Must Say I'm A Shop Assistant By Profession,
But It Is Difficult For.... ??
Now And Then A Little Thing Gets By.
Now And Then We'll Cry.
Like A Fall In A War, Like A Mother's Open Arms.
Like A Pawn In A Game, Hard To Take.
There We Sit On A Line, Wasting Fortunes At A Time, And Pray.
All The Time We Are Gone, There's No Reason, There's No Way.
Oh, The Soul Is The One So They Say.
There We Sit On A Line, Wasting Fortunes At A Time, And Play.
She Never Thought He'd Be This Way.
Her Arms Aloft, She Holds.
But Now It's All A Memory.
And It's Gone...
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