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Everybody's got a number tattooed on their soulAnd the time's gonna come, boys, when your number's calledEverybody gets a uniform and a hut to live inThey give you your rank, you tell 'em your next of kinAnd there's no escape for the likes of you, my friend Chorus:But I'm gonna be out on an island in the middle of the bright blue seaOut on an island where nobody's gonna bother looking for meEverybody gets the training, in the wind and the rainTen miles cross country, driving you insaneEverybody gets to jump the hoop and march in timeYeah, you just gotta remember you gotta toe the lineSo don't go looking over your shoulder for meChorusEvery number is a hero and every hero's a sonBut every son's just a number when the battle's begunSo don't go waiting on the corner for meChorus x2 Aus Songtexte Mania