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You might sleep but you will never dream.
Spending warm summerdays indoors.
So who is rich and who is poor I can not say.
I can smile about it now but at the time it was terrible.
The queen is dead, boys, you can trust me, boys.
But she doesn't even like me, and I know because she said so.
I'd get such a shock I'd probably lie in the middle of the street and die.
How can someone so young sing words so said.
A skirt ascends for a watching eye.
Love peace and harmony, oh very nice, but maybe in the next world.
Hang the dj.
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