Forget about the Income Tax
Which is no load upon your back,
And think of Motherland;
Think of the soldiers fighting for
Our country in this bloody war -
The very thought is grand.
Learn to crush the enemy
Or else he will crush you, you see,
And think of Motherland.
With endurance, courage and grit
The war will making you fighting fit,
For war is very grand.
Perhaps you may see blood and bones,
The wounded caught among the stones -
Just think of Motherland.
When you have given all you have
Go neurasthenic to your grave,
For war is very grand.
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