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Ifut Coy – Pop lyrics
Strong iron shackles
Binding both feet
The sharp tip of the dagger
Pierced in the gut
Can They will not run
Although eventually must die
Head without steel
In the hands of unarmed
Ah it was a matter of course
Who stopped in front of our eyes
Tattered fabric of our house or yard flag
Not a reason for us to leave
The many problems that come pitiless
Attacked in the dark
Hunt when touched by the way the main timber
Leave a former blue and went without hesitation
Hunt when touched by the way the main timber
Leave a former blue and went without hesitation
Political demon devil
Kan came strangle
Although the days of famine
Fixed smothering
Is it cruel politics forever?
Does he ever come tuk hit?
Or is it already outlined
Lick, incite, oppress, violate the rights of duly
Pot calling the kettle
Hidden behind wall
Cowards run away and stroked pee
Stabbing from behind
Opponents off guard hit
Then busy (kasak machination) looking for scapegoats
A dozen heads of innocent
Shouted until hoarse within the country proud
Then pleased mastermind laugh
Ya ha ha
Binding both feet
The sharp tip of the dagger
Pierced in the gut
Can They will not run
Although eventually must die
Head without steel
In the hands of unarmed
Ah it was a matter of course
Who stopped in front of our eyes
Tattered fabric of our house or yard flag
Not a reason for us to leave
The many problems that come pitiless
Attacked in the dark
Hunt when touched by the way the main timber
Leave a former blue and went without hesitation
Hunt when touched by the way the main timber
Leave a former blue and went without hesitation
Political demon devil
Kan came strangle
Although the days of famine
Fixed smothering
Is it cruel politics forever?
Does he ever come tuk hit?
Or is it already outlined
Lick, incite, oppress, violate the rights of duly
Pot calling the kettle
Hidden behind wall
Cowards run away and stroked pee
Stabbing from behind
Opponents off guard hit
Then busy (kasak machination) looking for scapegoats
A dozen heads of innocent
Shouted until hoarse within the country proud
Then pleased mastermind laugh
Ya ha ha
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