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Five For Fighting Tuesday

No portraits on the walls of Seventh Avenue Then Tuesday came and went like a helicopter overhead The letter that she left, cold addressed in red Tuesday

No portraits on the walls of Seventh Avenue Then Tuesday came and went like a helicopter overhead The letter that she left, cold addressed in red Tuesday

through No portraits on the walls of Seventh Avenue Then Tuesday came and went like a helicopter overhead The letter that she left, cold addressed in red Tuesday

a blaze, hot damn I'm a cross of Jack the Ripper and the Son of Sam It's like I'm living five lives and of five guys With five million ways to bust heads

of freedom, in which we all relate, Fall down, doesn't meen you're meek, Looking forward to the nightmare of the working week, Monday's made for fighting, tuesday

their smallest right along the road to peace Israel launched it's latest campaign against Hamas on Tuesday And two days later Hamas shot back and killed five

eager and dead as she dances for you, more than ready for bed but it's alright on a tuesday night to drink up and hit it at five it's new gold in fact

there's mother's crying all over the world, for their poor Dead darling boys and girls Hey Billy son where are you now, Born on a Monday, married on a Tuesday

the morning comes And there's mothers crying all over this world For their poor dead darling boys and girls Have a Billy holiday Born on a Monday Married on a Tuesday