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This song is by California Coach.

From Thursday evening till Friday night
It drives you mad this pretty sight
The fake faces the fake smiles
You want escape, you close your eyes

The sandman comes you slip to dreams
A peaceful world that's what it seems
While bombs are crashing down your home
You are asleep you are alone

And nobody cares and nobody cries
And all continues during this time
If dreams come true, I'll tell you mine
No dreams at all, just wake up fine

Is this the goal of our lives?
Surviving just like in ancient times?
Are people just like living dead
Working for their daily bread.