Gong, gong, gong,
All those inside,
Come listen to this song,
It will cheer your insides,
Listen to my words,
And be wiser than before,
Lend your ears to my words,
And never regret anymore,
All those children hawking,
Praying for patrons,
Just to make their daily bread,
Hawking for eons,
Be happy I beseech you,
Your faith is not yet sealed,
Concentrate on this words I tell you,
And your sorrows may heal,
My fellow adults,
No one is more wiser,
Responsibility falls on adults,
Let's work hard and be less wiser,
The world is falling apart,
I pray you listen to me,
Everything is growing apart,
I pray you listen to me,
Gong, gong, gong,
I call to you again,
Keep in mind this song,
And not be slain,
I pray we all succeed,
In a way we are proud of,
And grow rich indeed,
Be something I am proud of,
I thank you.
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