You leave us in filth Children in a pit And the place of your stockade Quite close to Auschwitz And you may play the pawn To a world that reviles Yet your hands are damp With the blood of my child

Do tell me there’s a chance For my children to survive It’s outlandish to consider land As that which one can buy Do tell me there’s a chance For my children to survive It’s outlandish to consider land As that which one can buy

Apprentice Apprentice

You may think you’re pure Too pure for my design And you might say my caste Make my words ain’t worth your time No man shall earn a cent When the body’s no more You and I will be quite the same Deceased beneath the floor

Do tell me there’s a chance For my children to survive It’s outlandish to consider land As that which one can buy Do tell me there’s a chance For my children to survive It’s outlandish to consider land As that which one can buy

Apprentice Apprentice Oh oh

Join me in my chant As climate is to plant Join me in my chant As climate is to plant Join me in my chant As climate is to plant Join me in my chant As climate is to plant Join me in my chant As climate is to plant Join me in my chant As climate is to plant Join me in my chant As climate is to plant Join me in my chant As climate is to plant

Do tell me there’s a chance For my children to survive It’s outlandish to consider land As that which one can buy Do tell me there’s a chance For my children to survive It’s outlandish to consider land As that which one can buy

Apprentice Oh oh Apprentice Oh oh

Do tell me there’s a chance For my children to survive It’s outlandish to consider land As that which one can buy