Das Plague (French For Germans) lyrics
Song information
Artist: Love Like... Electrocution Album: Love Like... Electrocution
Lyrics
Everyone agreed that they were out of place there The town itself.. A town without pigeons Without trees Without gardens Out our citizens work hard solely with the object of getting rich Now the people work How they love How they die How they work How they love How they die Those days of fires indoors
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"Love Like... Electrocution" album track list
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