Living on through politics Body-guarded, heart in bits A blue-eyed honesty Indigo injury The family tree is felled Bereavement worn so well Giving up on certainty Wilderness society
Wearing the fame like a loaded gun Tied up with a rosary I’m glad I’m not a Kennedy
Imagine being a Kennedy Rule without remedy To watch your family die The world loves a sacrifice Prophets longing for the three Honouring the tragedy They hunger for the crime The privilege to take a life
Wearing the fame like a loaded gun Tied up with a rosary Ooh, I’m glad I’m not a Kennedy
...and is not peace basically A matter of human rights? The right to live out our lives Without fear of devastation? The right to breathe air As nature provided it? The right of future generations To a healthy existence? Let us if we can step back from The shadows of war and seek out The way of peace...
I love the look in your eyes I can see your soul sometimes and we laugh When we try too hard we stop and start Oh imagine being a Kennedy I’m glad I’m not a Kennedy
Wearing the fame like a loaded gun Tied up with a rosary I’m glad I’m not a Kennedy
Imagine being a Kennedy Ooh I’m glad I’m not a Kennedy
...the cost of freedom is always high, Yet one path we shall never choose - that is the path of surrender or submission. When a man’s way please the lord, The scriptures tell us, ‘He maketh even his enemies To be at peace with him’. We will not prematurely or unnecessarily Risk the course of worldwide nuclear war In which even the fruits of victory Would be ashes in our mouths Ashes in our mouths... Ashes in our mouths... Ashes in our mouths...
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Wearing the fame like a loaded gun Tied up with a rosary I’m glad I’m not a Kennedy
Imagine being a Kennedy Rule without remedy To watch your family die The world loves a sacrifice Prophets longing for the three Honouring the tragedy They hunger for the crime The privilege to take a life
Wearing the fame like a loaded gun Tied up with a rosary Ooh, I’m glad I’m not a Kennedy
...and is not peace basically A matter of human rights? The right to live out our lives Without fear of devastation? The right to breathe air As nature provided it? The right of future generations To a healthy existence? Let us if we can step back from The shadows of war and seek out The way of peace...
I love the look in your eyes I can see your soul sometimes and we laugh When we try too hard we stop and start Oh imagine being a Kennedy I’m glad I’m not a Kennedy
Wearing the fame like a loaded gun Tied up with a rosary I’m glad I’m not a Kennedy
Imagine being a Kennedy Ooh I’m glad I’m not a Kennedy
...the cost of freedom is always high, Yet one path we shall never choose - that is the path of surrender or submission. When a man’s way please the lord, The scriptures tell us, ‘He maketh even his enemies To be at peace with him’. We will not prematurely or unnecessarily Risk the course of worldwide nuclear war In which even the fruits of victory Would be ashes in our mouths Ashes in our mouths... Ashes in our mouths... Ashes in our mouths...
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