I Lost My Baby To The Arms Race

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I lost my baby to the arms race
I took my baby to another place
To face the power of a false god
To face the power of a firing squad
And all the public pressure, the petitions and the letters to your MEP
Might help to make things better
But it won't bring my baby back to me
They put a blindfold on the prettiest face
To ever come out of that hideous place
I lost my baby to the arms race
I lost my baby to the arms race
Fifty pounds of silver and a thousand pounds of trinitrotoluene
To butcher and bewilder and to fill our cars and children up with gasoline
I lost my baby to the arms race
I lost my baby to the arms race