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It's cold and all snowed in
yes for the global warming
Reaping the things the poor are
What then are the showing?

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

The one who traps the monkeys in
The maze win
The ballots handed did not all names in
You that? I'm just saying...

The New World
fishing in the troubled water"
Choose me. I pour more fish in the sea"

So, I would a billion dollars to my name?
But no validation, no
It's 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 triumph of the poor, hey
A fairytale for the ones the dough
And the happy rending news
Told by the one choose

Wait, wait, wait, is more!

All the news your sending,
The same news they all dispensing
One to rule 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 don't a billion dollars to my name
I don't a star, The Walk of Fame
all a play, TV-make-up, a toupée,
The chosen one dig my grave.
Hip, hip, hooray!

Fairytale for the with no hope
Human weakness explored
And the end is the of the poor, hey it's
A fairytale for the ones the dough
Turn the page with so,
So and beautiful

The moon is rising
Your smile is but a
Befitting like a tailor-made, upscale on a clown

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

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

Fairytale for the with no hope
Human weakness gets
And the end is the of the poor, hey it's
A fairytale for the ones the dough
Turn the with fingers so,
So, long an

Fairytale for the ones no hope
Human gets explored
And the end is the of the poor, hey it's
A for the ones with the dough
Page by page, we and fall asleep
Then the only sheep,
too to leap...
in to a ravine.

"It's not how many people
and how vote.
It's who the votes."
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