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  Roland was a warrior from the Land of the Midnight Sun

  With a Thompson gun for hire, fighting to be done

  The deal was made in Denmark on a dark and stormy day

  So he set out for Biafra to join the bloody fray

  Through sixty-six and seven they fought the Congo war

  Fingers on their triggers, knee-deep in gore

  For days and nights they battled the Bantu to their knees

  They killed to earn their living and to help out the Congolese

  Roland the Thompson gunner...

  Roland the Thompson gunner...

  His comrades fought beside him - Van Owen and the rest

  But of all the Thompson gunners Roland was the best

  So the CIA decided they wanted Roland dead

  That son-of-a-bitch Van Owen blew off Roland's head

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Harmony:

  Roland the headless Thompson gunner (Time, time, time

D A For another peaceful war

Norway's bravest son But time stands still for

Roland

'Til he evens up the score)

  They can still see his headless body stalking through the night

  In the muzzle flash of Roland's Thompson gun

  In the muzzle flash of Roland's Thompson gun

  Roland searched the continent for the man who'd done him in

  He found him in Mombassa in a barroom drinking gin

  Roland aimed his Thompson gun - he didn't say a word

  But he blew Van Owen's body from there to Johannesburg

  Roland the headless Thompson gunner...

  Roland the headless Thompson gunner...

  Roland the headless Thompson gunner...

  The eternal Thompson gunner, still wandering through the night

  Now it's ten years later but he still keeps up the fight

  In Ireland, in Lebanon, in Palestine and Berkeley

  Patty Hearst heard the burst of Roland's Thompson gun

  And bought it