Warsaw Lyrics by Rancid

Warsaw Lyrics

    (that is the vision of the anarchist... it is also a boy's dream)

    True to warsaw, glad we did it
    Beat him down with a baseball bat
    Police retreated the riot scenes in fear of a baseball bat
    Working class intellectuals, disillusion you for sure
    Broken dreams in warsaw, where all the dreams fall down

    American baseball bat!
    Demolish the discotheque!
    And how many blows to his forearm and neck
    'til he lay in the schoolyard, bludgeoned to death!

    December 13, '81, who remembers a loaded gun?
    Who remembers the first morning of martial law?
    Hey, you should bring that louisville
    Yeah man, i'll know where
    Yeah man economic (??? army), hardship in warsaw

    American baseball bat!
    Demolish the discotheque!
    And how many blows to his forearm and neck
    'til he lay in the schoolyard, bludgeoned to death!

    Hey! all alone, bludgeoned to death!

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