wars cannot fight themselves
Without somebody to fight them
There would be no wars
The world would
Always be at peace
Because in wars
So many people get wounded
And so many people have to die
From Smokey skies
No bombs would be falling
From the barrel of guns
Would no bullets have to fly
It's lurking in the moon
It's lurking in the stars
But without somebody to fight them
There would be
No wars
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