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They were born with the knowledge of the struggle to survive They were raised, learning only ways to stay alive Their language is the language of the bullet and the gun If you can see them coming, baby, better run Here come the warboys Here come the warboys Well they look so pretty as they march and drill It's such, a pity that they're dressed to kill Soldiers marching two by two When it all comes down they know exactly what to do Here come the... war Warboys, warboys, children and their toys Warboys, warboys, make lot a noise Warboys, when the lightning exlpodes I pray for your soul Hup, 2, 3, 4 Well they look so fierce they're gonna tear out your heart When they get near we're gonna see what they got Hold on to your soul, friend of mine I'll see you in hell, some other time Songtexte Here come the boys Helping to kill, those who deserve to die Tell me who decides You and I We have the power Aus Songtexte Mania