| Yes you have my support and like But only till the conditions be right In Anonymity friendships are forged That in reality could only be forged Behold, Germany and Poland act as one When all the Pole ever got was the gun Support my Hold cried the dane Her armies lost in plight so vain The British convoy swam so grand Could not keep her own mainland Zion that lone star in the East Lioned by the Pharaoh beast Her Centres of supply so gallant Now birth Egyptian Army Gallant Yet for a minute did anyone care 'bout the peasant or her mare Be it the Czar, the Sultan or the Knight Its the poor who must pay for the fight And Pay they do with their life Ahh Treachery that unfair Knife East, West, North or South Two Ears, a nose and a Mouth Brothers in this World so Queer Wish you all the Love and Cheer | |
