Everybody's got a number tattooed on their soul
  And the time's gonna come boy, when your number's called
  Everybody gets a uniform and a hut to live in
  They give you your rank, you tell 'em your next of kin
    And there's no escape for the likes of you, my friend
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  But I'm gonna be out on an island
  In the middle of the bright blue sea
  Out on an island
  Where nobody's gonna bother looking for me
    Everybody gets the training, in the wind and the rain
  Ten miles cross country, driving you insane
  Everybody gets to jump the hoop and march in time
  You just gotta remember you gotta toe the line
  So dont go looking over your shoulder for me
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  Every number's a hero and every hero's a son
  But every son's just a number when the battles begun
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    And im gonna be out on an island, out on an isalnd,...