I won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up
Puts my back up against the wall
--U2
McCartney gets some Justice, Bloody Justice.
Thou hast the strength of will to slay thyself, Then is it likely thou wilt undertake A thing like death to chide away this shame, That copest with death himself to scape from it: And, if thou darest, I'll give thee remedy.
I won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up
Puts my back up against the wall
--U2
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