.The âburbs are growing like a fingernail
Slower than the dullest pain
I want the hunger and cold of the knights of old
When there was blood up to the Himalayas
Iâm saying farewell to the welfare state
The only comfort is a caliphate
I'm guessing war sure beats any old North Sho.
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