I walk along, what they gonna do with me, learn
them rules. You try to blame, everyone is not the
same, don't like me. They owned some camps,
killing in an awful way, no escape. Burn, waste
their lives, murder in a tine brown suit, they obey.
Their eyes have been closed, but yours have to
learn, let history speak. Groupes, they feel
strong, crying for a goal in life, don't succeed.
Trains, trains of death, what you gonna do with
that, try to learn. You chase the wrong ones now,
face it, keep it in line. Don't blame your brothers
now, face it, change it. You chase the wrong ones
now, face it, keep it in line. Don't blame your
brothers now, face it, change it now. Why hate
goes on, killing to protect their goods, rich man's
fear. Blind, blind to see, ain't you gonna learn at
all, shame on you.
You chase the wrong ones now, face it, keep it in
line. Don't blame your brothers now, face it,
change it. You chase the wrong ones now, face it,
keep it in line. Don't blame your brothers now,
face it, change, change it now.
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