Fourth Reich Rising - A bitter Pill to Chew
If I was rich I'd be eccentric
But I'm poor so I'm just a fool
To set about to change the world
It's not what they teach in school
This world it's not what it seems to be
From the papers and on TV
Freedom screams at the sacrifice
So you can fuel your SUV
As Brown & Root and the Carlyle Group
Make their money in the fog of war
And the banks extend their credit
Well we seen it all before
When I was twelve I heard the tale
Of slave labour in the Reich
Financed by David Rockerfella
Morgan Stanley and the like
My teacher she gave me Tolkein
A backdropp for a quest
Where the edge is clear and men know fear
As they stand at the abyss
When petty peacetime squabblings
Paper trades of paper men
Are forgot in the cold awareness
That Evil walks again.
And I read about the death camps
And the slaughter of the Jews
Tried to comprehend the loss
Twelve Million empty shoes
The tryranny, pure evil
For which the Wall Street bankers paid
My Grandfathers generation died
So that profits could be made
As the horror of the Holocaust
Was played upon our screens
Nazi gold from the Dulles boys
Was moving behind the scenes
And the Reich of 45
Took shape and began to feed
In a Homeland rich and fertile
Ploughed ready for their seed
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poem by Uncle Nick
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