(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 the riot scenes in fear of a baseball bat Working class intellectuals, disillusion you for sure Broken dreams in warsaw, where all the dreams fall down
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, `81, who remembers a loaded gun? Who remembers the first morning of martial law? Hey, you should bring that Louisville Yeah man, I`ll know where Yeah man economic (? army), hardship 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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