When there is no space to bear out
A politician with enormous clout!
The one who calls you a litter lout
Try not to show how
Misfortune we are now
Try not to find a way
Come on stay home and lay
Try not to find money
Money is in his pocket honey
Try not to ask why
Their salaries become high & high
Not to make your mind busy
Unless they'll call you crazy
Only because your hair is frizzy
They'll give you a *star *, how easy!
You took the wind out of our sail
This term, you Mr. fail
Excuse me should I go to jail! ?
Oh darling your life is in a hail
Or it will be hanged by a hair
You could be dead for all they care
Who can say it's unfair?
Today you are at home
Being in your own room
Tomorrow when you wake up
You have to go and break up
You are now too far
Somewhere behind a bar
It gave me a nasty jar
It seems I hit the wall
Gratitude to insane one
Do you know what I mean Hun?
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