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 By. D. Bushby Paint all things red For blood is the colour of Viet-Nam, Paint all men black, For sin is the colour of men. By the killing of the peasants, And the persecuting of the poor, Men condemn themselves, to the eternal fire Burning beneath that land. So men do set their own destiny, By the very deeds that they do loathe. |
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