White Russian

Intro: 
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Where do we go from here? 
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Where do we go from here? 
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Where do we go from here? 
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Where do we go from here? 

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They boarded up the synagogues 
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Uzis on a street corner 
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You can't take a photograph 
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Of uzis on a street corner 
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The DJ resigned today 
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They wouldn't let him have his say 
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Surface scratched where the needles play 
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Uzis on a street corner  


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Where do we go from here? 

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 Terror in the Rue de St. Denis 
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Murder on the periphery 
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Someone else in someone else's pocket 
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Christ knows I don't know how to stop it 
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Lay poppies at the cenotaph 
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The cynics can't afford to laugh 
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I heard in on the telegraph 
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There's Uzis on a street corner 

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{Refrain} 
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Where do we go from here? 
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Where do we go from here? 

 
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The more I see, the more I hear, the more I find fewer answers 
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I close my mind, I shout it out but you know it's getting harder 
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To calm down, to reason out, to come to terms with what it's all about 
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I'm uptight, can't sleep at night, I can't pretend everything's alright 
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My ideals, my sanity, they seem to be deserting me 
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But to stand up and fight I know we have six million reasons 

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They're burning down the synagogues 
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Uzis on a street corner 
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The heralds of the holocaust 
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Uzis on a street corner 
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The silence never louder than now 
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How quickly we forgot our vows 
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This resurrection we can't allow 
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Uzis on a street corner  


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Where do we go from here? 
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Where do we go from here? 

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We buy fresh bagels from the corner store 
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Where swastikas are spat from aerosols 
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I sit in the bar sipping iced White Russian 
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Trying to score but nobody's pushing 
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And everyone looks at everyone's faces 
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Searching for signs and praying for traces 
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Of a conscience in residence 
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Are we sitting on a barbed wire fence 

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Racing the clouds home 
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Racing the clouds home 
 

Outro: 
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We place our faith in human rights 
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In the paper wars that tie the red tape tight 
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I know that I would rather be out of this conspiracy 
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In the gulags and internment camps 
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Frozen faces in nameless ranks                  
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I know that they would rather be standing here beside me 
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Racing the clouds home 
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Racing the clouds home 
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You can shut your eyes, you can hide it away 
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It's gonna come back another day 
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Racing the clouds home 
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Are we racing the clouds home? 
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Racing the clouds home