Young Men Dead

Fire for the hills, pick up your feet and let's go
 Ahead for the hills, pick up steel on your way
 And when you find a piece of them in your site
 Fire at will, don't you waste no time
 Another thought of the unaware
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 Addiction in disguise
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 With a drop of blood
 You will take them out, for me
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 Fire from the hills, pick up speed and let's go
 Fire for real, yeah, shoot to kill with no aim
 Head for the hills, yes, eyes on the camp fire glow
 Creep up there like a white mink hiding in snow
 And out of the black a figure forms
 A soldier in the sky
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 With a drop of love
 Trying to set you free
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 Run for the hills, pick up your feet and let's go
 We did our jobs, pick up speed, now let's move
 The trees can't grow without the sun in their eyes
 And we can't live if we're too afraid to die
 Hold on tight, yes, hold on tight, you're too slow
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 Fire at the breeze that blows these thoughts through our minds
 Hire only thieves to steal the thoughts from our heads, oh