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Hands on your head and legs wide open*
This is the phrase that often amuses you.
With the truncheon in your hand, the handcuffs and the badge
You feel like you're behind a big protective shield.< br/>I'll turn around and spit on the ground
And then you'll tell me: "Then you want war!"
You can evict me from the place I created
But an ideal and a the other one is already occupied!
You will also be a sergeant, I don't give a damn
I do what I want because I am independent!
Come forward, throw everyone out of order with the party with the flower symbol
/>But that red flower must be brought to the cemetery
For all those boys under a tank
It was training to see if they were strong
And here's the answer: they're all dead!
I'll turn around and spit on the ground
And then you'll tell me: "Then you want war!"