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And now the president's dead,
because they blew off his head.
No more neck to be red
Guess to heaven he fled
Was it something he said
Or because of who's in his bed
By whom will we be led
From whose hand will we be fed.
All the lies by the lying liars who said
We'll be fine.
March of the dogs.
Sum 41.
Guess to heaven he fled
Was it something he said
Or because of who's in his bed
By whom will we be led
From whose hand will we be fed.
All the lies by the lying liars who said
We'll be fine.
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