Brick walls built by Labor
Keep the sun away;
Towers wrought by Labor
Set cold winds at play;
Fires stoked by Labor
Make the sky dark gray;
So what is the good of
Labor anyway?
Keep the sun away;
Towers wrought by Labor
Set cold winds at play;
Fires stoked by Labor
Make the sky dark gray;
So what is the good of
Labor anyway?
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