Today is the wrecking day for the bells are ringing,
I am not singing
For today is the day of mourn.
Rise of sleepy eyed pied with Texas belles,
For tomorrow is hell
For today is the day of mourn.
Leave behind your Shakes
Embrace yoru land of earthquakes
For today is the day of mourn.
The bells tolls but for whom do they sound
Soon in flight you will leave this hallowed ground
For today is the day of mourn.
The clothes march to the suitcase in single file
Chanting, "no more shall we drink ZigenbockHiel!...hiel!... hiel!!"
For today is the day of mourn.
