The back door too
It will come to stay a bit longer
The menu is still familiar
The dishes can't sing a good grade
The leeches and hangovers
They will station to get the crumbs
Some may get their just rewards
The satisfaction in today's world
The wolves may stay quiet
Since they have their man on top
But it is on a thin ice of support
It can crack in the heat of the sun
Now the wolves don't see it
They think of their good old ways again
Nothing will be the same
Because they aren't have a solid base
The back door too
The heat of the sun will return
The stories will share again in the old page
Nothing new but the same old bull
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