Thought Police
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Thought Police
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well old man ludwig
has dyed his hair
he speaks in german
he meets me there
his shirt is folded
his shoes are clean
his tongue it told it
of the s.s. regime
he's in the bedroom, he locks the door
one knife can't kill him, one bathroom floor
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Who performs "Thought Police"?
Campfire girls performs "Thought Police", and this lyric page sits inside the Campfire girls catalog on LyroVerse.
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