No Nations

Jets Overhead

Compositor: Jets Overhead

I'm gonna let you in this war
Let you right up to the front.
We're gonna spin you till you're spun.
And get you right back where you came from.

And the season of the gun,
Will let you pull the trigger son.
And you will see what you have done
And put your right back where you came from.

No nations, no nations,
No nations, no nations,
No nations, no nations,
No nations, trade places.


No nations, no nations,
No nations, trade places.
No nations, no nations,
No nations, no nations

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