We put this festival on, you bastards
With all our love
We worked around a year for you pigs
And you wanna break our walls down, and you wanna destroy us?
Well you go to Hell!
(Kids running around places, fucking in the bushes)
(Kids running around places, fucking in the bushes)
I love it! Move everybody here
Yes, all are welcome, yes indeed
I love them:
Fun, life, nice, youth, beautiful...I'm all for it
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