Lyrics
tears in their eyes
over kiev and down to the sea
at 55 minutes past eleven
Maybe i wanna see the wheatfields, there is a town unlike any other Call, all the young people down the ages
Tears in their eyes, n you must not act the way you were brought up who knows the reasons why you have grown up Clash, i may not have met her
Is he who will kill, is he who will kill
There is a dance an i should be with her, it s up to you not to hear the call-up The, there is a rose
is he who will kill
At 55 minutes past eleven, for he who will die
It s up to you not to heed the call-up, it s up to you not to heed the call-up, all the young people down the ages
there is a town unlike any other
there is a rose that i want to live for
it s up to you not to hear the call-up
They gladly marched off to die, who knows the plans or why they were drawn up Clash, who knows the plans or why they were drawn up
All the young people down the ages, at 55 minutes past eleven, at 55 minutes past eleven
for he who will die
At 55 minutes past eleven, at 55 minutes past eleven, it s up to you not to heed the call-up
There is a rose, it s up to you not to hear the call-up
Is he who will kill, maybe i wanna see the wheatfields, it s up to you not to hear the call-up
It s up to you not to hear the call-up, i don t wanna kill
there is a dance an i should be with her
There is a dance an i should be with her, it s up to you not to heed the call-up
There is a town unlike any other, is he who will kill
At 55 minutes past eleven, for he who will die, i may not have met her
it s up to you not to hear the call-up
At 55 minutes past eleven, n you must not act the way you were brought up who give you work an why should you do it
There is a rose that i want to live for, they gladly marched off to die, who knows the plans or why they were drawn up
I don t wanna die, at 55 minutes past eleven, for he who will die
I don t wanna kill, they gladly marched off to die
at 55 minutes past eleven
it s up to you not to hear the call-up
it s up to you not to hear the call-up
there is a rose that i want to live for
There is a rose that i want to live for, over kiev and down to the sea
At 55 minutes past eleven, there is a rose that i want to live for
i may not have met her
It s up to you not to hear the call-up, for he who will die
N you must not act the way you were brought up who knows the reasons why you have grown up, proud city fathers used to watch them, n you must not act the way you were brought up who give you work an why should you do it
For he who will die, n you must not act the way you were brought up who knows the reasons why you have grown up
n you must not act the way you were brought up who knows the reasons why you have grown up
N you must not act the way you were brought up who knows the reasons why you have grown up, all the young people down the ages
it s up to you not to hear the call-up
there is a rose
there is a rose that i want to live for
it s up to you not to heed the call-up