What you do when the gastaps turn? will you be when the bodies burn? Will you just watch as the trucks roll by? Pretend it happening? Turn a eye?
See the convoys quietly passing by? Heard the helicopters in your bit of sky? Have you seen the squad cars packed with boys in Have you wondered what they're there to do?
The ashes at Auschwitz are just a leap. When is threatened, life is cheap. Don't think that they do it, 'Cuz they do. But this time around, the are me and you.
Pictures in the of soldiers in the street. Pictures in the history books of human meat. now a tourist spot for the cockle-eye to pry. Still in order for you and I.
of the victims of gas of gun and bomb. Inheritance of in the bookshelves of your home.
Don't for it to come to you, it surely will. The guardians of the are trained to search, and kill.
The at Auschwitz are just a small leap. When power is threatened, is cheap. Don't think that they do it, they already do. But this around, the pawns are me and you. There's people at this moment. their on the trigger.
loyalty and royalty to make their violence figure. Allegiance to the flag say as they lock the prison door Allegiance to is what lobotomies are for.
God, queen and country, say we've got the choice. speech for all, if you've got no voice. Propaganda on the airwaves, the way to live. Not for you and me, the alternative.
look for peace in Iraq with 10,000 squady boys. Torture in their prisons and other ploys. They'll keep us all in line and keep us on our toes. But if we stand their power see how violence grows.
it in the paper about rebellious youth, but it's them that are so violent, them that hide the truth.
in line, or pay the cost. Do you think care, when another life's lost?
The ashes at are just a small leap. power is threatened, life is cheap. Don't that they won't do it, 'Cuz they do. But time around, the pawns are me and you.