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 - Michael Scott
 
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Waterboys - Red Army blues lyrics
When I left my home and my family
 My mother said to me
 "Son, it's not how many Germans you kill that counts
 It's how many people you set free"
 So I packed my bags, brushed my cap
 Walked out into the world
 Seventeen years old
 Never kissed a girl
 Took the train to Voronezh
 That was as far as it would go
 Changed my sacks for a uniform
 Bit my lip against the snow
 I prayed for mother Russia
 In the summer of '43
 And as we drove the Germans back
 I really believed that God was listening to me
 We howled into Berlin
 Tore the smoking buildings down
 Raised the red flag high
 Burnt the reichstag brown
 I saw my first American
 And he looked a lot like me
 He had the same kinda farmer's face
 Said he'd come from some place called Hazard, Tennessee
 Then the war was over
 My discharge papers cameWaterboys - Red Army blues - http://motolyrics.com/waterboys/red-army-blues-lyrics.html
 Me and twenty hundred others
 Went to Stettiner for the train
 Kiev, said the commissar
 There your own way home
 I never got to Kiev
 We never came by home
 Train went north to the Taiga
 We were stripped and marched in file
 Up the great Siberian road
 For miles and miles and miles and miles
 Dressed in stripes and tatters
 In a gulag left to die
 All because Comrade Stalin was scared that
 We'd become too westernized
 Used to love my country
 Used to be so young
 Used to believe that life was
 The best song ever sung
 I would have died for my country
 In 1945
 But now only one thing remains
 But now only one thing remains
 But now only one thing remains
 But now only one thing remains
 The brute will to survive









