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Who makes the choices?
The leader took the reins
from the dead hands
Someone else will lose
Then came the screams from
the burning bodies.
Gracefully phrased blues.
Who makes the choices?
Lots more life and less weight
Songs from the feet
One kind of music for two
who like to dance
But three are in love
