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The
road of money
It
litters in your mind
It
never wants to go away
It
crawls back every time
On
the side road
The
bushes of green
The
shadows smile
The
traps they lay
The
long shadows hang
Watching
the movements
The
trap door opens
The
road of money
When
the regime is falling
The
leaders run out of ideas
They
forget to teach how to fish
They
just give the public money away
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