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Miss Fortune

Are we supposed to be or not to be?

Said the angel to the Queen

I lift up my skirt and Voltaire turns

As he speaks, his mouth full of garlic

White, yes, white

Misfortune of us two

He told you to be free

And you obeyed

We have to decide which is important

A war we never see

Or a street so black babies die?

A system and a theory

Or our wish to be free?

To organise and analyse

And at the end realise

That nobody knows

If it really happened

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written by DIERMAIER, WERNER/IRMLER, HANS JOACHIM/PERON, JEAN HERVE/SOSNA, RUDOLF/WUESTHOFF, GUENTHER

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