The train now standing on platform four,
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What will you do when the gas taps turn?
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Where will you be when the bodies burn?
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Will you just watch as the cattle trucks roll by?
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Pretend it isn't happening? Turn a blind eye?
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See the army convoys quietly passing by?
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Heard the helicopters in your little bit of sky?
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Have you seen the squad cars packed with boys in blue?
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Have you ever wondered what they're there to do?
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Pictures in the paper of soldiers in the street,
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Pictures in the history books of rotting human meat.
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Auschwitz's now a tourist spot for the goggle eyed to pry,
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Still in working order just for you and I.
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Photos of the victims, of gas, of gun, of bomb,
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Inheritance of violence in the bookshelves of your home.
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Don't wait for it to come to you, cos come it surely will,
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The guardians of the state are trained to search, destroy and kill.
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There's people sitting at this moment, fingers on the trigger,
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There's loyalty and royalty to make their violence figure.
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Allegiance to the flag, they say, as they lock the prison door,
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Allegiance to normality, that's what lobotomies are for.
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God, queen and country, they say we've got the choice,
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Free speech for all if you've got no voice.
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Propaganda on the airwaves, here's the way to live,
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Not for you and me the alternative.
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The look for peace in Ireland with a thousand squaddy boys,
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Torture in their mental homes is another of their ploys.
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They'll keep us all in line, by christ, they'll keep us on our toes,
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But if we stand against their power, we'll see how violence grows.
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Read it in the paper about rebellious youth,
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But it's them that are so violent, it's them that hide the truth.
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Stay in line, or pay the cost,
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Do you think they care when another life's lost?
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Auschwitz's now a tourist spot for the goggle eyed to pry,
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Still in working order just for you and I.
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To ashes at Auschwitz it's just a small leap,
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From coshes at Southall, life is cheap.
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Don't think that they won't do it, cos they already do,
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But this time 'round the pawns are me and you.
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The Gasman Cometh
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