We’re planning a revolution from the park:
Where all the children gather and laugh
To then climb on the frames just after dark.
We're planning a revolution from the park:
A scribble to freedom is leaving our mark
After lifting to life, with a very strong quaff.
We’re planning a revolution from the park,
Where, all the children, gather and laugh!
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