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and give good reasons why you’d rather war,

Well that's what my old lady told me

So much.

Garnering support with praise and welcome

silly too the words that come,

Hey! I am elated this way, God created me like that,

On an awesome autumn day;

Just to hear your voice makes my worries melt away

A thick malted milk made from pencils and daisies,

The coach drives on just as before;