The rise of it all That shall make the less privilege fall, A knock at the door “hi! I am here for the dough” “here! Take" “thank you!" “And enjoy your beef stew” Fuel price, mounting! And our salaries, so disappointing! Lies! Lies! Lies! From the suits and ties wearers, Self proclaimed torch bearers, And the future! Very murky Goodbye juice turkey,
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