Tekst:
Sting The Dream Of The Blue Turtles

Instrumental

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Oh! Demolition, demolition Demolition, demolition Tied to the tracks and the train's fast coming Strapped to the wing with the engine running You say

: Oh! Demolition, demolition Demolition, demolition Tied to the tracks and the train's fast coming Strapped to the wing with the engine running You say

: Young men, soldiers, nineteen fourteen Marching through countries they'd never seen Virgins with rifles, a game of charades All for a children's crusade

: (Instrumental)

: You can't stay there You can't stay there You can't stay there You can't stay there There were rooms of forgiveness In the house that we share But

: If you need somebody, call my name If you want someone, you can do the same If you want to keep something precious You got to lock it up and throw