[James Hetfield]
Ciudad de Mexico!
On the drums, my friend Lars
On the Bass Guitar, my friend Roberto
[Bass Solo]
[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Make his fight on the hill in the early day
Constant chill deep inside
Shouting gun, on they run through the endless grey
On they fight, for they're right, yes, but who's to say?
For a hill, men would kill, why? They do not know
Stiffened wounds test their pride
Men of five still alive through the raging glow
Gone insane from the pain that they surely know
[Chorus]
For whom the bell tolls
Time marches on
Sing it!
For whom the bell tolls
Oh yeah
Ciudad de Mexico!
On the drums, my friend Lars
On the Bass Guitar, my friend Roberto
[Bass Solo]
[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Make his fight on the hill in the early day
Constant chill deep inside
Shouting gun, on they run through the endless grey
On they fight, for they're right, yes, but who's to say?
For a hill, men would kill, why? They do not know
Stiffened wounds test their pride
Men of five still alive through the raging glow
Gone insane from the pain that they surely know
[Chorus]
For whom the bell tolls
Time marches on
Sing it!
For whom the bell tolls
Oh yeah
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