Now the magic changes
In the blue sky an identical plane flies
Poising northwards to the blues
On the ground it leaves behind
The bread and butter issues
Hear it for so long the blue doesn’t want to know
Arrogantly keeping elegant silence
Until the rapture of yellow fever on the streets
Now you understand
Why the blue plane takes off to the sky?
On the ground it has become too hot
Much dirt sweeping under the magical carpet
You see the self modeling advertisements
The coalition partners spending money to tell
It is all about themselves…………
Do you hear anything to your cry?
The blue plane takes off to the sky
Forgetting about the ground
The bread and butter issues hard to try
It is off to the land of the moon
The BN just fooling you one more time
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