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(You will sing along, all comrades know famous melody from America!)
Verse 1
On a dark tundra highway, cool wind in his hairs
Warm smell of police state, rising up through the air.
Up ahead in the distance, he saw a shimmering light.
His head grew larger and he spied new land.
He had to stop for the night.
There he stood in the doorway.
He knew they wouldn’t tell.
And he think to himself
More land is heaven, I n Read More