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Crystal Night
I’m a Zoot Suitor
Just like a Jazz record
We’re at a hot swing club
On a night of broken glass
Am I a Teddy boy
Or the real McCoy?
The Gestapo’s on the way
So we gotta move fast
The clubhouse is yearning
And synagogue’s burning
I’d skip out on a fight
But the vinyl keeps turning
We’re gonna dance all the while
Without the crocodiles
And if they drag us off to Auschwitz
Then well yell “Swing Heil!”
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