Текст (слова) песни: Lars Frederiksen and The Bastards - Dead American
Trench warfare dug in deep brutal bloody No retreat American dead better than red another politician with a debt on his head Bodies ripped covered in shit Napalm blitz the City is lit Bombs blast mustard gas throat slash truncheon smash Another story about another dead American... One more story about a dead American. Blitzkrieg flames buildings ablaze killings fields where the bodies decay Torture racks machine gun racks never surrender it`s an all-out attack Money whores open soars plan quiet wars behind closed doors Clandestine games human remains cyanide genocide One more story about a dead American.
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