Warsaw lyrics
(That is the vision of the anarchist... it is also a boy's dream)
True to Warsaw, glad we did it Beat him down with a baseball bat Police retreated with riot sheilds in fear of a baseball bat Working class intellectuals, disillusion you for sure Broken dreams in warsaw, with our baseball bat American baseball bat! Demolish the discotheque! And how many blows to his forearm and neck 'Til he lay in the schoolyard, bludgeoned to death! December 13, 1981, who remembers a loaded gun? Who remembers the first morning of martial law? Hey, you should bring that Louisville Yeah man, you know where Yeah man, our economic hardships in Warsaw American baseball bat! Demolish the discotheque! And how many blows to his forearm and neck 'Til he lay in the schoolyard, bludgeoned to death! Hey! All alone, bludgeoned to death!
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