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Nobody talks too loud In my hometown Nobody stands too tall For fear of getting knocked down Just follow straight lines And teach your children how Well you just do your job And conceal your doubts And the flames of hell they seem so high When I can barely see over the pue I was just a boy when they told me that lie But lord it felt so true With one big voice All the children sing The grown folks led And they praised his name Like an army camp marching off to fight Like a mindless chant Will make you right That's a hell of a thing to do to a kid Just to teach him right from wrong You can burn in hell the rest of your days Or you can choose to sing along Songtexte Sing along Well you can speculate about the way things end Or you can sit and wait For the resurrection But a child believes in whatever they're told A pillar of flames The street of gold And the flames of hell they seem so high When I can barely see over the pue I was just a boy when they told me that lie But lord it felt so true That's a hell of a thing to do to a kid Just to teach him right from wrong You can burn in hell the rest of your days Or you can choose to sing along Sing along Aus Songtexte Mania