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In these days, I don't know what to do The more I see, the more I'm destitute In these days, I don't know what to sing The more I know, the less my tune can swing In these days, you can get no rice No razor blades, but you can get knife In these days, see the people run They have no food, but the boy have gun In these days, all the people run In these days, let the boy have gun In these days...