The
string of knots
It
finally reaches to the bottom
It's
the end of the run
There
is no more to help
The
knots of management
Drawing
out into selected groups
Leaving
the majority crying
The
good harvest hasn't come to share
Take
a good look
Transformation
to fool your eyes
You
are pulled by your nose
To
the field every day
That's
the way
The
party of Bee Anne wants you
It
can't let you go away with soul
It
wants you to stay obedient
This
isn't the way
You
don't waste your life for that
You
better think twice and hard
You
want transformation or change?
Take
a good look
The
elites and cronies
They
live in style and wealth
What
we have for ourselves?
When
you hold the voting paper
Think
what you get and your future
Your
generation and others follow after you
You
want to b e equal or second class?
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