You´ve forgotten my warning
you´ve forgotten you´re weak
your place is nowher
take me to the golden star
there´s no way that seems
one day the day´ll come
the story will turn
one day the
We're troops of tomorrow,
We're hangin' round today.
We're playin' tough music,
tar is raining down
you reach out for the crown
the
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