Lyrics:

Roll a gasper

The guard said he could stay alive

But he has to shovel

And burn his people to die

And the gate read:

Arbeit Macht Frei

In her rollers

And a gasper

Cleaning the steps in a mean street

Where no policeman walks the beat

For her husband

(her old man)

He don't like blacks or queers

(yet he's proud he beat the nazis? - how queer...)