Julia’s Song

It’s the time of the year
With a chill in the air,
That touches your heart
As it ruffles your hair.
Under the leaves…
Under the leaves… Under the leaves of a spreading Chestnut tree.

War is Peace, only Slaves are Free
I sold my love, and he sold me.
There lie they, and here lie we…
Under the leaves of a Chestnut tree.
Under the leaves…
Under the leaves… Under the leaves of a spreading Chestnut tree.

Here comes a candle, to light you to bed,
Here comes a chopper, to chop off your head.
There’s no place to hide, when you’re Double-plus Free…
DO IT TO HIM! DON’T DO IT TO ME!
Under the leaves… Under the leaves… Under the leaves of a spreading Chestnut tree.

It’s that time of the year
With a chill in the air,
It touches your heart
As it ruffles your hair.
Under the leaves…
Under the leaves…
Under the leaves
of the spreading Chestnut tree.

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