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And there's a big concert going down in this town |
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People cannot see society had broken down |
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I sat upon the green grass but it just brought me down |
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And the wife said 'get up' and it just brought me round |
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Fly ladybird, get right outta town |
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Use your transparent wings |
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Ladybird fly, fly ladybird |
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Green grass was purple black and speckled all around |
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Round the ring, this croat town |
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The gas was obnoxious |
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It made me settle down, so I sat down |
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And the guy said 'get up' and it just brought me down |
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Fly ladybird, ladybird flee |
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Get right outta town, use your transparent wings |
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Above the leaping flames, get right outta here |
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Flee ladybird, ladybird fly |
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Pomerania is burning down. |
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Your family is gone, shot dead |
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Get right out of it |
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See the epaulette |
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Death: to let |
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Small change attached |
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I thought it was there but it just brought me down |
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Ripped the magazine open, it brought me round |
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Green grass was clear in the boundary zone |
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Grass faded into wimpy brick in the ground |
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Mother's somewhere in pomerania, but pomerania is burning down |
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Ein kleine meisterwork, settled in my bones |
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Fly! fly ladybird |
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Get right off the ground |
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Use your transparent wings |
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Get right outta here |
