They're killing us faster now. And beating down the ones they can't kill. Our boys over there supposed to be dying equal. It's a crying shame how they do us.


Sent for You Yesterday (1983) [Samantha]


They're killing us faster now. And beating down the ones they can't kill. Our boys over there supposed to be dying equal. It's a crying shame how...

They're killing us faster now. And beating down the ones they can't kill. Our boys over there supposed to be dying equal. It's a crying shame how...

They're killing us faster now. And beating down the ones they can't kill. Our boys over there supposed to be dying equal. It's a crying shame how...

They're killing us faster now. And beating down the ones they can't kill. Our boys over there supposed to be dying equal. It's a crying shame how...