They were born with the knowledge of the struggle to survivenThey were raised learning only ways to stay alivenTheir language is the language of the bullets and the gunnIf you see them coming, babe you'd better runnnHere come the warboysnHere come the warboysnnWell they look so pretty as they march and drillnIt's such a pity that they're dressed to killnSee them marching two by twonWhen it all comes down, they know exactly what to donnHere come the war, war, warboysnWarboys, children and their toysnWarboys, make a lot of noisenWarboys, when the lightning explodesnI pray for your soul...nnWell they look so fierce, gonna tear out your heartnWhen they get near, gonna see what they gotnHold on to your soul, friend of minenI'll see you in hell, some other timennHere come the warboys, warboysnMmm...nWarboys, warboys
Warboys
Queen + Paul Rodgers
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