The familiar tunes the band was playing took her far so far away
To that village in Slovenia and her happy childhood day
These were tunes she heard her father on his old accordion play
Around the fire on Winter evenings such good memories tend to stay.
Those with great power at their disposal only listen to what their like minded say
And whether it be for the good or for the bad they do things their own way
But if in Democratic Countries the voting public on them have gone sour
They get their chance on Election Day for to vote them out of power.