I've never been one for the punch-up
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But look I really hate those nazis (nazis)
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A certain something starts to wind me up
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I feel I hate it all so violently
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When two swords slashing at each other
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Only sharpen one another
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And in the long run even he's your brother
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Said even though that cunt's a nazi (nazi)
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Always attack those things in someone else,
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Reflections that you can't face in yourself,
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To kill fascists because you see his gun
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It makes you turn into a bigger one
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Because...
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Two swords slashing at each other
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Only sharpen one another
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And in the long run even he's your brother
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Said even though that cunt's a nazi (nazi)
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Are you fighting the Front,
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or just fronting a fight
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Sometimes it's hard to see your left from your right
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Are we in anger, are we looking for peace
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Or just tryin' to win the war...
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...by killing all the enemy off
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Just to kill the enemy off
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Just to kill the enemy off
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Just to kill the enemy off
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I've never been one for the punch-up
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But look I really hate those nazis (nazis)
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A certain something gets to wind me up
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How could I hate it all so violently
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When two swords slashing at each other
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Only sharpen one another
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And in the long run even he's your brother
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Even though that cunt's a nazi (nazi)
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Even though that cunt's a nazi (nazi)
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Even though that cunt's a nazi (nazi)
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Two swords
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The English Beat |