Every year on the 20th of July our flag is raised high in the air
A man on telly speaks of "fighting n***s" with dried egg in his hair
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And behind bars - some people are rotting on remand
And behind bars - some people don't know what they have done
And behind bars - some people are waiting for the sun
What a farce, what a farce
Don't believe what he says, don't wait for his help, you will stay alone
On this day he honours the offenders of the old forgotten days
Same time courts criminalize anti-fascists in the same old way
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A man on telly speaks of "fighting n***s" with dried egg in his hair
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And behind bars - some people are rotting on remand
And behind bars - some people don't know what they have done
And behind bars - some people are waiting for the sun
What a farce, what a farce
Don't believe what he says, don't wait for his help, you will stay alone
On this day he honours the offenders of the old forgotten days
Same time courts criminalize anti-fascists in the same old way
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