Every face in this crowd has an ear for the sound,
And an eye on our way, way, down;
Every fist in the air, waving it like they cared;
That our people are weighed, weighed down
Nepatīk- neskaties.^^
And an eye on our way, way, down;
Every fist in the air, waving it like they cared;
That our people are weighed, weighed down
Nepatīk- neskaties.^^
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