Saturday Night – Jukebox (29/6/13)

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This song must be listened to VERY LOUDLY!

I saw the millions, the naked and the dead
I saw the city streets running bloody red
I saw a thousand bombers circle in the sky
I saw the firestorm fifty stores high

I saw a hundred thousand scream and burn
I saw the armored wheels grind and turn
Universal soldier, doomed to live to tell
Fight and die forever, burn in bloody hell

Death or Glory, Death or Glory
March forever in the sound and fury
Death or Glory, Death or Glory
Blood and iron it’s the same old story

I held the Iron Cross, first class with the swords
I marched with Hitler down the bloody road to war
I was at Jutland loding ’till the gun was hot,
Killed at Trafalgar without firing a shot

I was at Moscow, burning in my tank
I was at Shiloh, marching in the ranks
I was a Sturmbannfuhrer fighting in Berlin
I was a Russian Hero dying for Stalin

Death or glory, Death or glory
March forever in the sound and fury
Death or glory, Death or glory
Blood and iron it’s the same old story

I swung a saber and I was a young Hussar
I was a Cossack, fighting for the Czar
I was a Viking, Berserker from the North
A Roman Gladiator murdered just for sport

I was with Bonaparte I died at Waterloo
I was a Frankish Knight, a Polish Jew
I was a Spartan in the Trojan Wars
I was a warrior for Crazy Horse

Death or Glory, Death or Glory
March forever in the sound and fury
Death or Glory, Death or Glory
The Loner Survivor but no comfort for me
Death or Glory, Death or Glory
Executioner, Judge and Jury
Death or Glory, Death or Glory
Blood and iron it’s the same old story
Auf Stehen!!!

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Night trains, filling up, on a railway station in Berlin
On the way to the Eastern Front, as winter was closing in
Young soldiers who were on their way to a freezing, living hell
For victory’s dreams had faded now, amongst explosions and deadly shells

(chorus)
Night trains, moving out
Moving on, to the distant east
Pride and love for the Fatherland
As they sought the road to victory

They choose to fight against all odds, against a foe without a god
They fought for good, for all mankind, along death’s roads they bravely trod
Marching on to a fiery fate, their courage it did not fail
To a land of fire and ice they advanced up danger’s trails

(chorus)

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(chorus)

As the they marched into the icy wastes, there was no end in their sights
And all they had was their comradeship, and the bitter cold of endless nights
Well so many died in graves of ice, never again to see their Fatherland
As their blood was spilt, so died their dreams, before the true ideal they took their stand

(chorus) x2

Good trio of songs eh!

– BDL1983