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Fulminating
What's that win for
Isn't it colour that lifts up the truth
The politician wiring a clown
The lottery is bigger than the last one
My friend, the equivilant to a moron
Is my mother, and selfish nation
But moron is a religious term
And my religion has been studied
By pricks on a Deuteronomy
My chapter is jobs
And serpent rainbow tomorrow
Well slither to the next series
I don't think so
I have to get rid off this foreigner
Begone, saddist beach
Tell them the sun rose
Long time ago
They are alive again
Mainly because they all lied
Lyars all of them
The family broken
Invalid question
How far are you willing
To travel
It's oddysey as a joke
Doesn't money mean enough
Teaser I will not
Gogo dancer I am
Isn't it colour that lifts up the truth
The politician wiring a clown
The lottery is bigger than the last one
My friend, the equivilant to a moron
Is my mother, and selfish nation
But moron is a religious term
And my religion has been studied
By pricks on a Deuteronomy
My chapter is jobs
And serpent rainbow tomorrow
Well slither to the next series
I don't think so
I have to get rid off this foreigner
Begone, saddist beach
Tell them the sun rose
Long time ago
They are alive again
Mainly because they all lied
Lyars all of them
The family broken
Invalid question
How far are you willing
To travel
It's oddysey as a joke
Doesn't money mean enough
Teaser I will not
Gogo dancer I am
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