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It Wasn't Meant To End This Way Lyrics
Sometimes I believe
that we're already dead,
Each day on T.V.
our last rights are read.
Some fair weather oil tanker
bleeding its' load,
Powder keg powder plant
ripe to explode.
Mistre Prime Minister hear what I way,
Please Mister Presodemt listen I Pray.
You have the influence and you have
the power to turn back the clocks
on mankinds final hour.
When death is the helmsman
who steers "Jonah's Ark",
Tomorrows an iceberg
that lurks in the dark,
The band plays our song...
it's the Funeral March.