Here it comes slowly

Crawling like a thunder slug
Now it smells like a war drug

Here it comes slowly
Here it comes slowly

Deeply buried in the bowels
Now it spurts out of the wells

Here it comes slowly
Here it comes slowly

We can keep that beast away, it still lays in its gore
We'll never stand fascism anymore
No way out no miracle, just stop it in your blood
Has your neighbor really understood?

We all wallow in dirt
But there's a shadow to hurt
Crawling like a thunder slug
Now it smells like a war drug
And deeply buried in the bowels
Now it spurts out of the wells
Ah, sad shit flowing to the skin
No one forget what you mean
If it grows up like a death tree
Why don't we beat it down here and now?



Credits
Writer(s): Denis Guy Marc Barthe, Bertrand Lucien Cantat, Frederic Vincen Vidalenc, Serge Marius Pierre Teyssot Gay
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