"Sean Flynn"
(Joe Strummer)
You know he heard
The drums of war
When the past was a closing door
The drums beat into the jungle floor.
The past was just a closing door;
Closing door.
Rain on the leaves:
Soldiers sing
You never, never hear anything.
They filled the sky with a tropical storm.
You know he heard the drums of war
Each man knows what he's looking for.
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