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The girl from Tel-Aviv who wouldn't
The girl Tel-Aviv who wouldn't kneel
Nor for husband, dictator, or king

Humble homes mottoes on the walls
Symbols and signs in framed
Sure to the poor poor
In fear of a god who hadn't saved after all

And all of my friends are in
They're sorry, they're and they know
All of my friends are in
There's no to go into that now

The girl Tel-Aviv who wouldn't kneel
The girl Tel-Aviv who wouldn't kneel
Nor for husband, dictator, or king

The sorrow my shows
Is hardly mentioning now
Impartial of the law
In words legalized torture

And all of my are in trouble
sorry, they're sick and they know
All of my friends are in
But there's no need to go into now

Of princes and kings and their costly
Blitz them all back to the Age
The way displayed proudly
Is to show of teeth and talk loudly

And the weeps oil
The land oil
What do you think all these are for?
Just because the land oil

And the land oil
The weeps oil
What do you think all these are for?
It's because the land weeps oil