The Bizone or Bizonia was the combination of the American and the British occupation zones in 1947 during the occupation of Germany after World War II. With the addition of the French occupation zone on the first of June 1948 the entity became the Trizone (sometimes jokingly called Trizonesia, as, for example, in a well-known Karneval song from that time, the Trizonesien-Song). Later, on 23 May 1949, the Trizone became the Federal Republic of Germany, commonly known as West Germany.
The Soviet Union, which encouraged and partly carried out the post-war expulsions of Germans from the areas under its rule, stopped delivering agricultural products from its zone in Germany to the more industrial western zones, thereby failing to fulfill its obligations under the Potsdam Agreements to provide supplies for the expellees, whose possessions had been confiscated. At Potsdam, it had been agreed that 15% of all equipment dismantled in the Western zones — especially from the metallurgical, chemical, and machine manufacturing industries — would be transferred to the Soviets in return for food, coal, potash (a basic material for fertilisers), timber, clay products, petroleum products, etc. The Western deliveries had started in 1946.
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Bizone can refer to:
(here it comes)
Well funky monkey’s in the jungle tonight
They got two by two don’t hear me right
Band playing loudly baby
Gone are the days when the days gone
I said gone
When the monkeys are gone
Gone or dead this is what they said
chorus
Lost Mary
Cries, cries, cries
Yeah she does, yeah baby, that is what she did
Lions sleeps, baby
the lamb surely dies (??)
I just don't want to f*ck you
That’s it
When the jungle sleeps
Is when the monkey shine
I said you do baby ? don’t mind
Back ? are wild
If the deuces left in than the deuces are wild
I said baby, well,
chorus
Lost Mary
Cries, cries, cries
Yeah ?
Lions sleeps, baby
Dies, dies, dies
I just don't want to f*ck you
ooooh, kick it!
solo
Give me some of that
Well dime store cowboy shoot your gun
Knock them mother f*ckers down one by one
Money on up it’s in your face
Gimme no lip or get your face back here
Ooh, got it right
When the monkey don’t sleep
And the money don’t shine