.Alright we're going to go back
To 1940
No money
And I live in Berlin
I think I'll join up
Become a camp guard
No war for me
An old Jew's face dripping red
I hate the prisoners
I hate the officers
There's no fight
I think I'll join,
A red rose,
Leav.
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