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Anti Flag When All The Lights Go Out

trade face to face. Revolution: the engine for history. When all the lights go out. When all the world is in doubt. When all the goods cease to move.

so angry'? Afterwards they'll go back home to their uncaring fathers and misunderstanding mothers and they'll dream of a time when they're back again with all

way? Never happen? Records are made out of oil. All those big rock shows go from town to town in fuel-gobbling 45 foot trucks...and when they get there

on the other side I must confide that I hate Jews just about as much as the Germans do So when the burning smoke chokes out the air and all I smell is