Текст песни The Clash - The call up

It's up to you not to heed the call-up 'N' you must not act the way you were brought up Who knows the reasons why you have grown up? Who knows the plans or why they were drawn up? It's up to you not to heed the call-up I don't want to die! It's up to you not to hear the call-up I don't want to kill! For he who will die Is he who will kill Maybe I want to see the wheat fields Over Kiev and down to the sea It's up to you not to heed the call-up I don't want to die! It's up to you not to hear the call-up I don't want to kill! All the young people down the ages They gladly marched off to die Proud city fathers used to watch them Tears in their eyes It's up to you not to heed the call-up I don't want to die! It's up to you not to hear the call-up I don't want to kill! For he who will die Is he who will kill There is a rose that I want to live for Although, God knows, I may not have met her There is a dance an' I should be with her There is a town - unlike any other It's up to you not to hear the call-up 'N' you must not act the way you were brought up Who give you work An' why should you do it? At fifty five minutes past eleven There is a rose...
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