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The summer elvis died
And we slept outside
The air raid siren blew;
At twelve a.m. and noon

this whidbey house upon the hill
Has long since been
Air raid sirens screaming loud,
Bombers like the reaper's shroud,
Deutschland terror marching proud.
So much pain and misery, far away across
of concentration,
God's chosen in that Nazi hell.

CHORUS
Allied forces go to war, bloody battles by the score,
London, Paris, many more.
Air raid sirens
as the tanks roll in to wipe away the past six years.
So sound the air raid sirens, barricade the doors.
Tell me what is left when all our hope is lost.
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)

It's walking to the battleground that always makes me cry
I've met so few folks in my time who weren't afraid to die
Seems that I had just to stay
The birds have flown, the sky's turned gray
The bees have ruffled by the flowers
Plastic plants that never die and I
on his eyes
Said if you're dumb enough to chase us man
You're dumb enough to die

Never see it comin'
It just hits you by surprise
It's that cold place in
To douse the flame, to wash away all my mistakes. Ruins stand stark against the sky and smolder. The air is heavy and it smells of sulfur. Sirens warn
kill me 
I'm out the gutter, pick a hero 
I'm 165 and staying high til I die, my competition's zero 
'Cause I could give a fuck about you, better duck
But that was the end--Why?
There are so many more that must die
Is that not part of the plan?
I must use the nukes
I can't kill you all with my
sleepin' and the moon turns his back
You crawl on your belly 'long the railroad tracks
And cross your heart and hope to die, and stick a needle in your eye
The sound of bullets flyin' through the air, is followed by a cry

And they're cryin'

What will we do? What will we say?
When it's the end of this game
The sound of bullets flyin' through the air, is followed by a cry
And they're cryin'

What will we do? What will we say?
When its the end of this game
fear no man but God and do a lot of frontin'
And I'm here to tell the world that pain is lovin'
Like when I die I hope it rains
'Cause if it does,
to die, we multiply, by the hundred 
Fuckin' by the thousand, leave me out ? so grounded 
Beatin' up your soundman 
Playa haters and players, we give um'
The game got me by the throat
I can't breath every day I'm running
from the popes I'm on my last hope
all I know is slang dope infiltrating
on my block we
THEIR ARMS INTO THE AIR POINTING
BLOOD STAINED WEAPONS TO THE SKY. THEY CALLED UPON THE GOD
OF WAR AND MADE READY TO DIE. BUT ODIN WOULD NOT CALL
THEM
me, all filled with lies 
No hope anymore
Disaster plagued upon the earth 
Denying all you were-your life, the past 
Condemned your brothers to die
of Abrahams kind

Gasping for air
In the stench and the heat
Losing track of the number of days
Only the cramped space
Keeps people afeet
While all hope
kill me 
I'm out the gutter, pick a hero 
I'm 165 and staying high til I die, my competition's zero 
'Cause I could give a f*** about you, better duck
So I can be toasted by time it gets dark 
Ayo Jay, I see that bulge in the back of your jeans 
Hope that's the God you Now, know what I mean? 
Cause
last song I ever wrote
I'd tell you to grab it by the throat
If this is the last song I ever write
I'll tell you to stand back up and fight
Live your
playin games
You gon think it's a joke until they no longer remember your name
That's how we do ‘em
Make cowards disappear into thin air by puttin shit
playin' games
You gon think it's a joke until they no longer remember your name

That's how we do 'em
Make cowards disappear into thin air by puttin
as men
Either Rawkus Isle Four Shone or San Quinn
Where my life end fuck doin time in the pen
I'd rather die fuck time in the pen secret indictment

I'm