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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

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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 Nazis...

How queer

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