Love prevails on Earth,
Like a phoenix rising high
Up Up Up upward into the sky
This day when goodness is born
And love is no more like a thorn;
A day when goodness comes calling.
God claims his bugle
And let's the thunder roll!
All Nazis pack up
And out on boats they row!
Love comes calling
And I apologise
For becoming as bigoted
As you Uncle Sam!
Kill me no more:
Psycheartistry is dead!
All Nazi and Nazi abettors are now put to the test!
They are all under arrest!
Victory, victory, victory for all!
And I dance at a massive ball!
Love calls, love calls, love calls!
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