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Congratulation Mr. Major you savior, betrayer,
you stinking master of trusts
How does it feel to ride all those horses
You cannot touch our hearts when we’re in bloom
I assume that we’ll win over the heads again
We conceal non, you’ll feel none, that’s what I promise
And all the love we’ve got in store,
you can’t kill You peasants! We won it all ..!
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