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Since the prince got his new read He all forgot what he's made of And you must expect that the tools that got him here He'll still use to protect his wealth of influence And yet the means to lord your fingers With fear of your teeth might seem excessive To throat the head of a mob You got a better idea But if we catch him We'll still string him up He's calm, he's smooth His soft eyes, his warm smile His charm, composure He's our man Guys, this thing feels fixed Can I have my money back There's little chance that we can win We didn't read the manual I've got a new ill now to fight It is my duty to champion And though it's only a shadow cast by him SongtexteWho blocks the path of my view Of the light of the outcome I've yet to feel the warmth compulse And the strength of a group Is what the run off And when the energy dims I'll find a fresher ideal It's so exciting I can't get enough He's cold, he's slick His blank gaze, his wry smile He lied, forget him Who's my man Guys this thing feels fixed Can I have my money back There's little chance that we can win You didn't read it Guys this thing feels fixed Can I have my money back There's little chance that we can win You didn't read the rule book That's what a sovereign's for You were dependent on me depending on your Welfare depends on me to survive The harsh climate of today is the time to join me Or fail in the eyes of your friends Give me your trust, I am your now The princess wants the prince to let them go You know, if you have a kinder yoke to steer them You let her know She'll put his every pleasure in her ledger Balance the pain expense that remains Against his phallus She's warm, her kind compassion She can't lead, she'll fail Forget her, where's our man Time better spent making a sandwich Aus Songtexte Mania