

Nineteen Thirty SevenBack in the day, it was nineteen thirty seven Who knew what the hell would happen The country was in a state of war, the people poor What was the price of victory To cement our place in history In nineteen thirty seven, the year when it began In nineteen thirty seven, when they come for your landNineteen Thirty Seven
The man in the courtyard looked up in the clouds He thought it was a nice day, thought it wouldn't rain Little did he know, nor did he know how Why the short men in tan uniforms With red and white flags came marching in Came to make sure that he was informed Came to
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