The golden calf been stabbed
Deep within its heart of clay
The bird of prey had its way
Took us by surprise
Fallen from blue skies
Hold me tight
Make the monster go away
Don’t let it stay
Feathers in his cap
A white dove on his lap
How does it feel to have the future in your hands?
Make the world a better place – better for the
human race
Is it symptomatic Show me where it hurts
By force of habit, automatic
Running in the family… genetically
What you gonna find digging in the dirt
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Two towers cast a shadow from this gun
Like Phoenix rising up from the ashes
Keeping up the steam – he’s so supreme.
The board is just unable
Fleur-de-lies upon your table
Tea for two… Hot barbecue so…
Hare and Hounds
Let’s pull out the pin
Let the show begin
How does it feel to have the future in your hands?
Mr. Chariman of the boards
Make the world a better place – better for the
human race
Is it symptomatic Show me where it hurts
By force of habit, automatic
Running in the family… genetically
What you gonna find digging in the dirt…
So it seems that law and justice sailing under
foreign flag
And the values of our chares are going down
Like a snake can shed its skin
Like a devil in disguise
The enemy within
A war we must not fail – to win
How does it feel…
What you gonna find digging in the dirt – What
you gonna do to hurt the hurt
What you gonna give to the young and brave
- No one ever saved
The bird of prey…
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