Då kör vi. Första rapporten borde vara klar om ungefär en vecka. Vad kan vara lämpligare än att inleda med en version av det här fina gamla stycket om den liberala demokratin.
Down down, you bring me down
I hear you knocking down my door and I can’t sleep at night
Your face, it has no place
No room for you inside my house I need to be alone
Don’t waste your words I don’t need anything from you
I don’t care where you’ve been or what you plan to do
Turn turn, I wish you’d learn
There’s a time and place for everything I’ve got to get it through
Cut loose, cause you’re no use
I couldn’t stand another second in your company
Don’t waste your words I don’t need anything from you
I don’t care where you’ve been or what you plan to do
Stone me, why can’t you see
You’re a no-one nowhere washed up baby who’d look better dead
Your tongue is far too long
I don’t like the way it sucks and slurps upon my every word
Don’t waste your words I don’t need anything from you
I don’t care where you’ve been or what you plan to do
I am the insurrection and I am the light
I couldn’t ever bring myself to hate you as I’d like
I am the insurrection and I am the light
I couldn’t ever bring myself to hate you as I’d like
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