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Hear the sound of the falling rain,
Coming down like an Armageddon flame.
The shame, The ones who died without a name.
Hear the dogs howling out of key, To a hymn called "Faith and Misery". And bleed, the company lost the war today. I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies,
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives; On holiday.
Hear the drum pounding out of time, Another protestor has crossed the line;
To find, the money's on the other side. Can I get another Amen? There's a flag wrapped around the score of men.
A gag, A plastic bag on a monument.
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies, This is the dawning of the rest of our lives,...
On holiday.
On holiday.
This is our lives on holiday
