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your Brahms
Here in America you've got your Fred McDowell
Your Irving Berlin, your Glenn Miller and your Booker T & The M.G.'s

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your Brahms
Here in America you've got your Fred McDowell
Your Irving Berlin, your Glenn Miller and your Booker T & The M.G.'s

Ple, another example
your Brahms
Here in America you've got your Fred McDowell
Your Irving Berlin, your Glenn Miller and your Booker T & The M.G.'s

Ple, another example
your Brahms
Here in America you've got your Fred McDowell
Your Irving Berlin, your Glenn Miller and your Booker T & The M.G.'s

Ple, another example
six thousand tanks in our ranks
Use them as battering rams

Artillery leading our way
A million grenades has been launched
The nazis must pay for their
your Brahms
Here in America you've got your Fred McDowell
Your Irving Berlin, your Glenn Miller and your Booker T & The M.G.'s

Ple, another example
brahms... here in america you've got your fred mcdowell, your irving berlin, your glenn miller, and your booker t & the mg's
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your Brahms
Here in America you've got your Fred McDowell
Your Irving Berlin, your Glenn Miller and your Booker T & The M.G.'s

Ple, another example
to call
Stood us up
And watched us fall
The way we were
And now outworn
Our costumes changed
To uniforms
Black black days
Here to stay
Mr. Irving Berlin
Often emphasizes sin
In a charming way.
Mr. Coward we know
Wrote a song or two to show
Sex was here to stay.
Richard Rodgers
Mr. Irving Berlin
Often emphasizes sin
In a charming way.
Mr. Coward we know
Wrote a song or two to show
Sex was here to stay.
Richard Rodgers
Mr. Irving Berlin
Often emphasizes sin
In a charming way.
Mr. Coward we know
Wrote a song or two to show
Sex was here to stay.
Richard Rodgers
'Cause by the time you'll know I'm gonna take your hand
Won't let you go
We'll lose our mind, we'll lose our mind

Why don't you dance dance dance
'Cause by the time you'll know I'm gonna take your hand
Won't let you go
We'll lose our mind, we'll lose our mind

Why don't you dance dance dance
[Chorus:]
The coldest winter in memory was 1709
The sea froze off the coast of France all along the Neptune line
By the lost town of Dunwich
in our western way
Romantic places for the perfect modern love affair
To Paris or Rome I'll take you there

The darkness of our history shadowed by
ain't easy
You know how hard it can be
The way things are going
They're going to crucify me

Drove from Paris to the Amsterdam Hilton
Talking in our beds
Berlin to L.A.
So quickly I realized, without fans we can't exist
'Cause they will stand by our side in good times or in bad

Thanks from all the metal
Talking in our beds for a week
The newspapers said
Say what're you doing in bed
I said we're only trying to get us some peace

Christ you know it ain't
grabs me by the shoulders
We're holding on

I remember the time we were on our first tour
We were out in Texas

Even as we get older
We can do it
to wonder

This breaks my heart, each time I see the woman I don't know
And all the nations tell me is we're all the same way

In Berlin, in DC
Going south
Hilton,
Talking in our beds for a week.
The newspapers said, say what're you doing in bed,
I said we're only trying to get us some peace.

Christ! You
Hilton,
Talking in our beds for a week.
The newspapers said, say what're you doing in bed,
I said we're only trying to get us some peace.

Christ! You
That not one drop is spilled 
We're drinking to life we're drinking to death
We're drinking 'til none of our
Livers are left
We're wending our way
They crossed over the border the hour before dawn
Moving in lines through the day
Most of our planes were destroyed on the ground where they lay