What will you do when the gastaps Where will you be when the burn? Will you just as the cattle trucks roll by? Pretend it happening? Turn a eye?
See the army convoys passing by? Heard the helicopters in your little bit of Have you seen the squad cars packed boys in blue? Have you ever what they're there to do?
The ashes at are just a small leap. When power is threatened, is cheap. Don't think they won't do it, 'Cuz always do. But this around, the pawns are me and you.
Pictures in the paper of in the street. Pictures in the history of rotting human meat. now a tourist spot for the cockle-eye to pry. Still in working for you and I.
of the victims of gas of gun and bomb. Inheritance of in the bookshelves of your home.
wait for it to come to you, 'cuz it will. The guardians of the state are to search, and kill.
The at Auschwitz are just a small leap. When power is threatened, is cheap. Don't think that won't do it, 'Cuz they do. But this time around, the are me and you. There's sitting at this moment. their on the trigger.
There's loyalty and royalty to make violence figure. Allegiance to the they 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.
They look for in Iraq with 10,000 squady boys. in their prisons and their other ploys. They'll keep us all in and they'll keep us on our toes. But if we against their power see how violence grows.
it in the paper about rebellious youth, but it's that are so violent, it's them that hide the truth.
in line, or pay the cost. Do you think they care, when another life's
The ashes at Auschwitz are a small leap. power is threatened, life is cheap. Don't that they won't do it, they already do. But this time around, the are me and you.