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