Your fairytale life was fantastic
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And the ending is not happy but truly dramatic
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Too much appetite, never enough for you
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I guess you also wanted to sell the country cheaply
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Caviar, champagne and lodges of honor
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You loved luxury, what can you do when you can
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You loved art, oils on canvas
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That's how you forgot the history of the war
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Buildings were being built, you were building floors
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You wore expensive watches
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You were greedy, it smells bad
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Your ass yawned too much
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You know it's not luck when money is full
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Happiness is when both the second and the third are filled
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Happiness is also gold, happiness is also apartments
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But happiness came to an end, plans failed
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K.P. |
home now home is yours
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Ordinal number on the lapel
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Don't let the soap out of your hands
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It's no use being a tycoon
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Everything was like a dream, only the sky was the limit
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The magic breaks when the secretary enters
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"Here's a cold juice, coffee has arrived"
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The police arrived, and the police arrived
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That's what you need when you were a megalomaniac
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Driven to power like the worst drug addict
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It turned out to be right that you had a phobia
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You were on top, then you were in prison
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A place of deacons and precious wines
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Now you're eating the canteens of prison canteens
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You turned out to be a hoof, a scapegoat
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The day they let you go, you'll be a shriveled old man
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You had a villa, a pool, a yacht and a plane
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Now the full board is behind bars
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Time passes slowly, minutes like a year
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Betrayed by friends, betrayed by relatives
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K.P. |
home is my mother
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A light in the darkness of this age
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They put you there to fix it
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All human malfunctions
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K.P. |
home is my mother
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He follows every step vigilantly
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To the old bad company
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I don't come back ahead of time
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K.P. |
home is my mother
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He reveals many secrets to me
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That man is a greater treasure
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From the state and the treasury
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K.P. |
home is my mother
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I love every guard
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They say I behave better
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Than when I was all power
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K.P. |
home is my mother
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Prisoners of heaven are fine
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They share evil and good with me
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K.P. |
home is homeland |