riders on the storm
wind is wet and warm
our house is falling down
and the emperor, no crown
sitcom actor, all alone
there's no message on the phone
riders on the storm
swords turned into plows
never mind the hows
they are rusting in the fields
so forget about their yields
if you want to go to war
they shall plow the earth no more
swords turned into plows
girl, we live but for today
no more honor and obey
if he doesn't hold your hand
he will never understand
see him off and see him gone
and the world will just move on
girl, we live but for today
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