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Edited on Fri Oct-17-08 09:24 PM by Behind the Aegis
The above is a song title from Paula Cole, given recent events, it seemed appropriate to post the lyrics to that song. It really does seem to echo some of the things we are seeing this election cycle and it is very distressing.
Little boy, tries to hide, From the fire in his backyard. Burning cross, white cloth, It's the second time this year.
Hitler's Brothers are still alive, They're wearing everyday disguises.
A woman runs, for asylum, She's the only one of her kind in this neighborhood. She knows who they were, They don't believe a word, The cops just turn their heads to protect their friends.
Hitler's Brothers are still alive, Their army seems to grow in size, Hitler's Brothers are on the rise, They're wearing everyday disguises. ...In camouflage or business suits.
Another man, bound and gagged, Tied upon the railroad tracks. At nine pm, the B & M (Boston & Maine) Rolled across his yellow skin.
Hitler's Brothers are still alive, Their army seems to grow in size, Hitler's Brothers are on the rise, They're wearing everyday disguises. In camouflage or business suits, Checkered aprons, combat boots, Time to let those feelings go, Hatred only kills your souls
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