Hitler's Tears

John Wesley Harding

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    One man's tears stain the pillow
    Where he used to lay his head
    She's left him for another man
    So how come they're both sleeping in his bed?
    He can hardly sleep for misery
    You can hear him catch his breath
    And he grinds his teeth into the night
    And God says "Hey, Adolf, are you alright?"

    One boy's tears stain the paper
    Where he writes his Christmas list
    And he inks in broken German
    "Send me the skill of a fine artist"
    Then he wipes out half a continent
    With one flick of his wrist
    He's so lonely, so misunderstanding
    As he pulls his blanket across the landing

    You can hear them falling every day (Hitler's tears)
    Just open up the newspaper (Hitler's tears)
    You can hide, there's no escape from Hitler's tears--
    Just what makes the führer blue?
    He's crying for you

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    One man's tears--he was a fascist
    Before it was cool
    'Cos now it's so expected
    Just accept it that power is cruel
    So he'll apply for reinstatement
    By new reincarnation rules
    'Cos he's the only man, most certainly
    Who could claim to have learned from history

    Hitler cries himself to sleep, alone in Brazil, no-one calls
    How must it feel to be the biggest loser of them all?

    One man's tears--saltwater salutes the final trip
    A thousand naughty Nazis
    A fraülein with a bullwhip
    A lullaby of Über Alles
    A shaking upper lip
    It's all become a Whitehall farce
    That's how we tear our fears apart
    But you shouldn't take it straight to heart
    So the rest of us can get some sleep tonight

    You can hear them falling everyday...

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    Composición: John Wesley Harding

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