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It's and we're all snowed in
yes for the global warming
Reaping the things the are sowing
What then are the showing?

be the superseder,
The builder of the a great leader
He'll us all and say surprise....
and is fine.

The one who the most monkeys in
The maze win
The ballots did not have all names in
You know that? I'm saying...

The New Order
Keeps fishing in the water"
Choose me. I will pour fish in the sea"

So, I would need a billion to my name?
But no validation, no
like a play, TV-make-up, a toupée,
The one may dig one grave.
For the nation. Hooray!

Fairytale for the ones no hope
Human weakness explored
And the end is the of the poor, hey it's
A fairytale for the ones with the
And here's the happy news
Told by the one you'll

Wait, wait, wait, is more!

All the news TV's sending,
The same news ́re all dispensing
One Ring to them all, who's paying,
Where's Waldo, Who's the

Confuse to veil the wrong
By the ones with the answers
"Facts are things"

No, I need a billion dollars to my name
I need a star, The Walk of Fame
all a play, TV-make-up, a toupée,
The one will dig my grave.
Hip, hip, hooray!

Fairytale for the with no hope
weakness gets explored
And the end is the triumph of the poor, hey
A fairytale for the with the dough
Turn the with fingers so,
So long and

The is rising down
Your is but a frown
Befitting like a tailor-made, upscale on a clown

"Things have never more like the way they are
in history"
"Sir, you are on me"
"It's and snowing in New York.
We global warming"
"Let's our wills and lose our minds"
Let's our wills and lose our minds, our minds

No, I don't need a billion dollars to my
I don't need a star, The of Fame
all a play, TV-make-up, a toupee,
The chosen one dig my grave.
Hey-yay!

Fairytale for the ones with no
Human weakness gets
And the end is the triumph of the poor, hey
A for the ones with the dough
the page with fingers so,
So, long an

Fairytale for the ones no hope
Human weakness gets
And the end is the triumph of the poor, hey
A fairytale for the ones the dough
Page by page, we turn and asleep
Then count the sheep,
too to leap...
in to a ravine.

"It's not how many people
and how vote.
who counts the votes."
-Josif Džugašvili