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Got one chance, infiltrate them |
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Get it right, terminate them |
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The Panzers will, permeate them |
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Break their pride, denigrate them |
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And their people, retrograde them |
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Typhus, deteriate them |
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Epidemic, devastate them |
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Take no prisoners, cremate them. |
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Burn. |
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Going to war, give 'em hell |
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D-Day, next stop Normandie |
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Beginning of the end |
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We know how to and sure as shit we'll win |
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War is peace, sure man |
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A retreat for the damned |
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A playground for the demented |
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A haven for those who walk this world |
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Bereft of heart and soul. |
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Love and war they say all is fair |
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Take his life |
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But won't take his hair |
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Your body has parts your |
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Country can spare |
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By the way son here's |
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Your wheelchair. |
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He once had to be all he could be |
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Now he's nothing for no one nowhere to see. |
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Funny thing, he's like you and me |
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It's a funny thing, a funny thing |
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Tears streak his solemn stare |
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Abandoned for wreckage, nobody cares |
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No one knew what would happen there |
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No one spoke no one even dared |
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Don't ask what you can do for you country |
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Ask what your country can do for you. |
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Take no prisoners, take no shit. |
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Take no prisoners, take no shit. |
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Take no prisoners, take no shit. |
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Take no prisoners, take no shit. |
