Hitler`s Brothers — текст песни (Paula Cole)

Litte 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 p.m. 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