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Belsen was a gas I heard the other dayIn the open graves where the jews all layLife is fun and I wish you were hereThey wrote on postcards to those held dearOh dearSergeant majors on the marchWash their bodies in the starchSee them all die one by oneGuess it's dead guess it's gladSo badBelsen was a gas I heard the other dayIn the open graves where the jews all layLife is fun and I wish you were hereThey wrote on postcards to those held dearOh dearBe a man be a man Belson was a gasBe a man kill somone kill yourself be a manBe someone kill somone be a man kill yourself

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