Roll a
Gasper
The guard said he could stay alive but he shovelled and burned his friends to die

People to die
Oh the gate read
Arbeit macht frei


In her rollers
And a gasper

She cleaned the steps of a mean street where no policeman walked the beat
Her old man
He don't like blacks or queers

Yet he's proud we beat the !#@$s...
How queer


Arbeit Macht Frei