Belsen was a gas I heard the other day In the open graves where the jews all lay Life is fun and I wish you were here They wrote on postcards to those held dear oh dear oh dear oh dear Sergeant majors on the march Wash their bodies in the starch See them all die one by one Guess it's dead guess it's glad so bad so bad so bad
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