Songtexte
Forget
the
minions,
they're
on
their
own.
When
they
protest
it,
they'll
piss
and
moan.
Caught
in
a
windstorm,
blow
me
away.
While
on
the
subject
of
give
and
take;
The
filthy
scoundrels,
let
them
eat
cake.
Piece
it
together,
pray
for
good
luck.
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