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I was about to put some roses on the grave, when in the corner of my eye I saw the so-called statue Who would sculpt something like that, I was appalled, even more so when I learned what it had cost us in taxpayer's gold I found a couple of like-minded fellows Boy, were they carrying lots and lots of grief We will show the city council thieves what happens when you steal from us There was some debate on how to reach our goals, so we took a vote to set the right course of action And most of us believed the pen was mightier than the sword, so we agreed upon a letter to the editor Now the editor is not a friend The night is ours, so let the hammers sing boys Turn this atrocity into gravel and dust If we simply smash it to pieces, they will never steal from us again Aus Songtexte Mania