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This is a story 'bout a taxi ride I can't
It was in Minnesota, it was rainy, cold and wet
So I hopped the first cab that I saw
The heater was on but the chill wouldn't thaw

The driver of the cab he had a marked face
He didn't seem too unfriendly, he was just off into space
And he told me he used to drive a truck
And that right now he was on his luck

We talked a bit travelin', told him that I'd been to the USSR
He looked at me in the view mirror and said
"Ain't that the Jews and commies are?"
And I knew I was in for a of a ride
My face was calm but I was burnin' up inside, oh

He told me he had a dream to go to a place free from and Jews
"Austria?," I asked out loud, as I down at my shoes
he said, "That's exactly right"
He said, "Hey man, you proud to be white?"

I played along him a bit, I said
"What do you I'm not quite sure"
when he told me how much he admired the Fuhrer
We drove on through the Pines
And the rain it started freezin' on the highway signs, oh

I said, "Don't you think it was wrong
I mean, gassin' all Jews?" And he told me Hitler's only
Fault was that he had to go and a war that should have
Set the white man free to inherit the entire earth as his

Then he started for a cassette tape that he'd gotten in
A special class and on it some teacher was talkin' destroyin'
The Jews at last and about how they all to blame
For every problem that you could ever

I stared out my window, started thinkin' about my
Thinkin' about my children, about my wife
And I how much more could I endure
Of the hatred so naked and so

When we got to my brother's house I even him a dollar or two
And I was wonderin' if known all along that his passenger was a Jew
I just stared at my in the freezin' night
when my brother came to the door and put on the light, oh yeah

Don't tell me children, defile your
Our heads are still pounding the sound of their screams
And the blood is still flowing European streams
And it's you who have no right to yourself a human being
Here I am, in a cab with a cut rate Aryan

I spent the next morning a man who had death camp numbers
On his arm and I to myself I would do anything to protect him
From further harm and he me wherever you may go
You must refute them if they say it so, huh