HTTT(C)

Genie let out the bottle
It is now the witching hour
Genie let out the bottle
It is now the witching hour
Murderers you're murderers
We are not the same as you

Hail to the Chief we have chosen for the nation,
Hail to the Chief! We salute him, one and all.
Hail to the Chief, as we pledge cooperation
In proud fulfillment of a great, noble call.
Yours is the aim to make this grand country grander,
This you will do, that's our strong, firm belief.
Hail to the one we selected as commander,
Hail to the President! Hail to the Chief!

Qual será a caixa de Pandora? Donde vem o backfire que nos atinge a todos sem qualquer contemplação. Não há cor, credo ou fortuna. Que resista à Bomba ou ao maluco que a cavalga. Tipo Carga da Brigada Ligeira, mas mais no Mundo inteiro e nós todos a correr à frente dos corcéis. E eles vestidos de negro.

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