The
young Turks
In
clandestine meeting
What
they want really?
The
seat of power!
They
don't tell
Why
should they?
Let
the leaders feel it
Nothing
should stay
In
public they clap hands
Voicing
support hiding the issues
Blowing
clarinet but changing tunes
The
leaders don't get the hint
They
see the gravy train
They
have so little for so many
So
the young Turks
In
clandestine meeting
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