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They stole the antennas
The honey from the hives
They didn't left us flags to shake
They changed peace for debts
They tied knots, ropes
And the patrol arrested us for looking.
They took the finals
To neutral's land
They didn't left us lines to start with.
It was the perfect robbery
It was a masterstroke
To left us with no desire to win
It was the perfect robbery
It was a masterstroke
To quench our thirst
They stole the lanterns
The fire from the caverns
They didn't left us a map of the darkness
They sold us smoke and calm
Tin ingots
Ash palaces and unmarked cards
It was the perfect robbery
It was a masterstroke
To left us with no desire to win
It was the perfect robbery
It was a masterstroke
To quench our thirst
They melted lead and copper
They put salt into envelopes
Alert, there's a witness
They left us alive
It was the perfect robbery
Except for this:
We still have throat, fist and foot
It wasn't a masterstroke
They left a trail
They must run. Thirst is coming back.
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