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Who controls the key? The web we weave is thick and sorted Fine by me At times of war we're all the losers There's no victory We shoot to kill and kill your lover Fine by me War child, victim of political pride Plant the seed, territorial greed Mind the war child, we should mind the war child I spent last winter in New York and came upon a man He was sleeping on the streets and homeless He said "I fought in Vietnam" Beneath his shirt he wore the mark, he bored the mark of pride A two-inch-deep incision, carved into his side War child, victim of political pride Plant the seed, territorial greed Mind the war child, you should mind the war child Who's the loser now? Hey Who's the loser now? Where are the losers now? Where are the losers now? War child War child ![]() More Cranberries Song Lyrics
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