We gonna boss you! Our spirits are dying! You died from overwork! Our spirits are dying! But not died Our spirits are dying! You died from overwork! Our spirits are dying! But not died A silent protest!!
Wicked girl was nothing great
She's not only pretty, but also bright I can't sit and do nothing tonight But my fuel is running out If I should fail, what would you say?
The ship is going now It should come to this! A flack of birds swept by, My frown relaxed into a smile We open a gate for Mars. I won't give in Oi Oi, You're Oi Oi, You're doing nothing but cry!