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The Abwehr was a German military intelligence (information gathering) organization from 1921 to 1944. The term Abwehr ([ˈapveːɐ̯], German for defence) was used as a concession to Allied demands that Germany's post–World War I intelligence activities be for "defensive" purposes only. After 4 February 1938, its name in title was Foreign Affairs/Defence Office of the Armed Forces High Command (Amt Ausland/Abwehr im Oberkommando der Wehrmacht).
Despite its name implying counterespionage, the Abwehr was an intelligence-gathering agency and dealt exclusively with human intelligence, especially raw intelligence reports from field agents and other sources. The Chief of the Abwehr reported directly to the High Command of the Armed Forces (Oberkommando der Wehrmacht, or OKW). Intelligence summaries and intelligence dissemination were the prerogative of the Operations Branch (as distinct from the Intelligence Branch), of the OKW, and through it to the intelligence-evaluation sections of the Army (Heer), the Navy (Kriegsmarine), and the Air Force (Luftwaffe). The headquarters (HQ) of the Abwehr were located at 76/78 Tirpitzufer, Berlin, adjacent to the offices of the OKW.
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Stick your head in the sand
You deny you're wrong
Say you don't understand
The ways and means
Don't mean a thing with no green
And your, body of work
Ain't nobody to be seen
The only choice to make is
Paper or plastic
So ya, do something drastic
And ya make it fantastic
You keep on fishin' for
A way to succeed
It's the, only way
For the big dogs to eat
Just ride the wave
Everybody rave
Don't be a slave
To the things you crave
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Want the things you don't need
Buy them, boogie shoes
And spend to
Feed the greed
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Bet them double zeroes
And you'll, be a hero
Just ride the wave
Everybody rave
Don't be a slave
To the things that you crave
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Evil
Boring
People
Sneaky
Freaky
Lonely
Schemers
Fowling
Scowling
Bottom
Feeders
Musing
Amusing
In
Betweeners
Just ride the wave
Everybody rave
Don't be a slave
To the things you crave