Over My Dead Body - Steve Taylor

After the Nazis, we were baited by the Russian bear

Our liberators wanted Poland for a thoroughfare

I was a victim of December 1981

I took a final beating from the blunt end of a Russian gun

You plant your missiles while our people wait in line for bread

You hang an army tank above us by a bloody thread

You bought our government, they crawl like bleating sheep to you

We know from history that human life is cheap to you

Over my dead body redemption draweth nigh

Over my dead body I hear a battle cry

Try and blow out the fire, you’re fanning the flames

We’re gonna rise up from the ashes, 'til we’re ashes again

You make a mockery of all that we hold sacred here

You drive us underground in hopes that we will disappear

We seek our sanctuary where the altar candle burns

Our dignity’s a legacy the cross of Jesus reaffirms

After the Nazis we were baited by the Russian bear

Our liberators wanted Poland for a thoroughfare

Rise up my brothers, don’t despair the Iron Curtain’s rod

Someday we’ll draw the string assisted by the hand of God

I was a victim of December 1981

I took a final beating from the blunt end of a Russian gun

You made a memory, the memory will multiply

You may kill the body but the spirit, it will never die