| Chopper standing in the clearing, fuelled and ready to ride
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| Captain in the doorway, telling us to step inside
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| Last minute check, all weapons set
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| Parachute and right sight
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| Going to drop in on the jungle
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| And grease some stone age tribe
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| The 'sarge jokes about taking out the last link
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| To his troubled past
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| As we hit the canopy. |
| I feel a shadow across my heart
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| Inevitable Consequence of Progress --
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| Is what he said to me
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| Inevitable Consequence of Progress --
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| In the judgement of history
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| Inevitable Consequence of Progress --
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| Going to change your destiny
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| And I felt the sun, sun, sun, the Son, Son, Son
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| Going down on me
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| The pilot pulled the chopper around
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| And we got into position
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| We made all the right moves and
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| There wasn’t any real opposition
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| Crazy tribesmen shooting arrows at the 'ship overhead
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| Such a wierd spectacle
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| The 'sarge he smiled and he said
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| «There's a new world coming and
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| There ain’t no place for them--
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| Don’t feel sad son for what history has condemned.»
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| Inevitable Consequence of Progress --
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| Is what he said to me
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| Inevitable Consequence of Progress --
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| In the judgement of history
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| Inevitable Consequence of Progress --
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| Going to change your destiny
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| And I felt the sun, sun, sun, the Son, Son, Son
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| Had gone down on me
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| Bridge:
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| I’ve been waiting for the clouds to clear
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| I’ve been waiting for the dawn
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| I’ve been waiting for the fear to subside
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| And for the sun to make me warm again
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| «Live and let live» -- step into real life
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| Step into the lifeline boy |