The Astronomical Fool

The Hawkins

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    So the scumbags are marching again, down on the southern street
    They switched out the swastika and brown shirt for something white and green
    They're at the Gothenburg Book Fair, down on the southern street
    One might think they're gonna blame the books for why they can not read

    Oh, excuse me for my prejudice there, if that is your critique
    I let out my anger to flourish, it ain't excactly me
    But with the scripture you hold by the heart you are the astronomical fool
    'Cause every time you try to catch up with your 88 you catch 22

    The scumbags are marching again with their boots and their sticks
    And with the basic idea to bring back Germany 1936
    And they want to silence us all, ‘specially minorities
    Oh, inconsistency is everything, said Minority Green

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    Yeah, but what more can we do than let the blind lead the blind
    As long as they stand straight and reverberate with their swastika signs?
    I say when the scumbags are marching again, on the southern street
    They may have their democratical right to protest but so the fuck do we

    So gather resistance my friend, whoever you are
    Show those hateful fuckers what it is to really have a heart
    And show them you care but don't bring a gun
    Just tell them that you want exactly what they want times minus one

    But don't be afraid of their words, be aware of their scheme
    How they might have tampered with the pipes in your house
    When you go to wash yourself clean
    Because in the background, these rats, I'll compare them with Faust
    Only because they still owe the devil to fight for their hollow cause

    Yeah, the scumbags are marching again, down on the southern street
    And I can feel the rage and adrenaline pump with every single beat
    So come down and join me my friend, scream as loud as you can
    Because the sheer existence of our voices here might be the best we have

    And don't let them silence you, dear, then you'll be doomed
    The next thing you know the whole book fair smells of gasoline fumes
    So when they scream 88 teach them Catch-22
    Yeah maybe then we can crack the astronomical fool

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