Оригинален текст
Sacred is this, oil the machinery
Cultural bliss, looks and personality
Out on parade, the motorcade
For everyone to trigger
It's a charade, the motorcade
Who ever would have figured
Sorry to say,
The motorcade just doesn't matter anyway
Master endearing, shed accountability
Fumbled misgivings, stricken till eternity
Out on parade, the motorcade
For everyone to trigger
It's a charade, the motorcade
Who ever would have figured
Sorry to say,
The motorcade just doesn't matter anyway
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