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Peanut farmer, b-movie actor
Awakening coughs
Desires for powers
Prime the ministers
Watch them go off
You have to be hardy to rest on your laurels
You have to be hardy, but I'm so intense
A bun in the oven, I'd fry in the fridge
A newspaper, crowd blind, snow blind
Close one eye, become their king
The walls between you and me
Are you a snake?
I'll use a ladder!
I'll use a ladder!
I'll use a ladder!
Robotic cool can mingle with my humanoid fool
You have to be hardy
You have to be hardy to rest on your laurels!
To stop all changes make time redundant!
Black black black black president