(((Survivors)))
My name is Irene Zisblatt and I come from Hungary Can you believe what evil Nazi bastards did to meThey gassed me once, gassed me twice,But escape I did
Over the electric fenceLanded on the train
I saw them taking babies and tearing them in twoAnd creepy Dr Mengele he removed my tattooThey tried to turn my brown eyes blueMake lampshades from my skinFor months I swallowed diamondsAnd shat them out again
Tell us another
Come on, my brotherRepeat the cover
For tribal gain
Safe in our tower
Now is the hour
Money and power
We have no shame
Let's lie and cheat on filmNo one suspects a thingBigger the lie is better for us!
Every fake survivorEvery fake survivor's laughingFake survivors' tongues are waggingAll us frauds are busy blaggingSpin and yarn there'll be no gaggingYou shall pay
All the way
Every night and day!
My name is Elie Wiesel may I show you my tattooI wrote a book for US kids to study while at schoolIt's full of nonsense tales of courseWhat do you all expectBut it made me very wealthy As a liar I'm the best
At Auschwitz they burned babies tho the water table's highFred Leuchter's work on ditches well it almost made me cryTreblinka was a another oneThere was no funeral pyreI cannot speak HungarianBut oh boy can I lie
History repeats itselfNo limit to our wealthThanks to your debt we'reBleeding you dry
We control your mediaControl of your books and TVWith the daily lies we feed youSuffering victimisationSheeple have no realisationYou shall pay...
My name is Otto Frank and my daughter's name is AnneThe poor girl died of typhus at Bergen-Belsen campShe wrote an introductionTo her famous diaryThe rest was penned by Levin then publish`ed by me
Two thousand and sixteen the copyright came to an endThe Anne Frank trust decided once again the rules to bendWe truly had no choice althoughThe whole thing really stankBut the book now has two authorsAnne and Otto Frank.
Bank notes let's print some moreWe love to see you poorLet's start a war
Our pockets to lineThere is no more doubtingEvery nations debt is mountingWhile the bankers keep on countingPension fund has now gone awolNothing left upon your tableYou shall pay..