Méééé Mééé, Méééé,
«What do you get for pretending the danger's not real?
Meek and obedient, you follow the leader
Down well trodden corridors, into the valley of steel
A look of terminal shock in your eyes
Now things are really what they seem
No, this is not a bad dream
(...)
Yeah, ha-ha-ha
Wave upon wave of demented avengers
March cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream
Have you heard the news?
The dogs are dead
You better stay home and do as you're told
Get out of the road if you wanna grow old»
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