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• Artiste: Stephen Wilson Jr.
• Titre: All The Wars From Now On
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Hey, Bill, hey, Don Hey, Roger, hey, Ron Four Purple Hearts full of war stories And local-diner black coffee They laugh, act a fool Talk some trash, shoot the bull But they're as sweet as a slice of chess pie With shrapnel still in their bodies I couldn't help but sit there And watch 'em go about That's when it hit me They got it figured out All the wars from now on should be fought by old men Who are old enough to know better now Knowing better than back then They'd set their weapons on thе ground And crack a couple cold beers Share Polaroids of their grandkids Lеt the black powder smoke clear They'd play cards and shake hands Make some new friends All the wars from now on should be fought by old men Yeah, don't they usually send Some poor mother's son? Youth is wasted on the young Recruit 'em right outta high school Hell, they won't know any better They'll fight, yeah, they'll die And their hometowns will cry And all that's left is some emptiness And a shaky handwritten letter And it's been that way forever All the wars from now on should be fought by old men Who are old enough to know better now Knowing better than back then They'd set their weapons on the ground And crack a couple cold beers Share Polaroids of their grandkids Let the black powder smoke clear They'd play cards and shake hands Make some new friends All the wars from now on should be fought by old men There'd be peace on Earth every day Hey, ain't they the ones that usually start 'em anyway? All the wars from now on should be fought by old men Who are old enough to know better now Knowing better than back then They'd set their weapons on the ground And crack a couple cold beers Share Polaroids of their grandkids Let the black powder smoke clear They'd play cards and shake hands Make some new friends All the wars from now on All the wars from now on (Hello, Ben, it is Monday) (Almost 11 a.m. and the world is on fire) (Wake up, Ben, wake, wake up, wake up)