| Conductor is missing and no one misses hum
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| Band of politicians, lawyers and false prophets
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| No one reads notes, yet everyone wants to lead
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| So you think you can dance?
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| Said hooded axman to the king
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| Monarch nods, the wheel turns
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| Head rolls through the ballroom
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| Dancers stumble, loose the rhythm
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| Dogs play with blood-stained crown
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| Fool looks noble in king’s cloak
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| Cooks and crooks fight for the throne
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| It’s still warm
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| Herr Fritzl invited his kids and their kids
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| They stay in shadow and sip champagne
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| Agoraphobic and somewhat pale
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| Telling bad jokes to relaxed Natascha
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| Rwandese waiters serve cold snacks
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| Nothing for vegans: it’s all bones and blood
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| The night is bright as teh world burns
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| Or is it Theodore and his pyro toys
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| Elderly women hunt for soldier boys
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| Soldiers hunt for civilians, it’s always fun
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| Getting hard to breathe, it’s either smoke or gas
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| Master of Ceremony smiles behind the mask. |