LYRICS

Belsen was a gas I heard the other day
In the open graves where the jews all lay
Life is fun and I wish you were here
They wrote on postcards to those held dear
Oh dear.

Sergeant major's on the March
Wash their bodies in the starch.
See them all die one by one
Guess it's dead, guess it's glad
So bad.

Belsen was a gas I heard the other day
In the open graves where the jews all lay.
Life is fun and I wish you were here
They wrote on postcards to those held dear
Oh dear.

Be a man,
Be a man
Belsen was a gas
Be a man, kill someone
Kill yourself, be a man.
Be someone, kill someone
Be a man, kill yourself.

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