The Fall

Dictum: vestige of the euro-bore
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It's a good life bowing to a tyrant
Gone
Christian gang chants sweet
Regional
Keep your head down for the moment
(That now suit is now in bucket
It's a good life, Europe)
Avoid the dismantled old heads stuck in bloody plant pots
All looking at them
Forgetting the endless drive against nature
City dweller
Must we base ourselves again into organic mud?
You're well welcome to it
Get out of my city you mediocre pseuds
And take those red-tie bastards
Who put up the olympic flag with you
They walk around leering at young girls in packs
Worse than any yobs
(.....Catalonian)
It's January 20th
Euro-bore I support media
Keep olympic bidding
City dweller
Backwards
More than you can ever know
Mr cab driver
What do you want
Mr cab driver