Sex Pistols - Belsen Was A Gas Lyrics

belsen was a gas i heard the other day in the open graves where the jews all lay life is fun and i wish you were here they wrote on postcards to those so dear oh dear, oh dear, oh dear.... sergeand majors on the march wash the bodies in the starch see them all die one by one guess it's dead guess it's glad so bad, so bad, so bad... [repeat first verse]