I like a new Lincoln with all of its class
I like a martini, and third on the glass
I'm gonna start living, you wait and see
Nothing but the best is good enough for me
We won’t pay our taxes
We’ve got rent and we’ve got bills
There’s layers to the onion
And his bureaucratic thrills
All you flora all you fauna
Let us venture through the land
To take down mayor onion
And all his thieving plans
Dovahkiin, Dovahkiin, naal ok zin los vahriin
Wah dein vokul mahfaeraak ahst vaal!
Ahrk fin norok paal graan fod nust hon zindro zaan
Dovahkiin, fah hin kogaan mu draal!
"Leaves from the vine
Falling so slow
Like fragile tiny shells
Drifting in the foam
Little soldier boy
Come marching home
Brave soldier boy
Comes marching home"
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