Everybody wants something else from love
Everybody wants something else
But it's not the most perfect way for romance
No, it's not the most perfect way
When the two turns to one it's not a good thing
Spitfire can beat phlegmatic
But when love will get down and it starts to sting
Then you have to scream, fight and kick
Cause if you want a back down then just look at me and smash my face
But if you want some love and respect turn around and go away
So the one that is big can always fall down
When the small will get enough
Cause the power lies not in the size of your crown
It's just the way you use your mind
So the choir sings the king should get of the throne
And the folk screams to get him down
But remember that his heart isn't of stone
It's of cement that can be broken inside
Cause if you want a back down then just look at me and smash my face
But if you want some love and respect turn around and scream, because
No one likes dictators
The itchy, tough creatures of ice
And no one likes to go hard
In case we are escaping our lives
Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh
Uh-oh-uh, uh-oh-uh, uh-oh-uh-uh
Uh-oh-uh, uh-oh-uh
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Uh-oh-uh, uh-oh-uh, uh-oh-uh-uh
Uh-oh-uh, uh-oh-uh, uh-oh-uh
Hey
So the spikes are almost splayed around the palace
And the serfs should impale on that
Cause the dictator can't agree with the mess
That is not of his own menace
But in all tales he's always ending the same
And love is not that distant game
So raise your voice and sing loud without a blame
Let's abolish the king again
Cause if you want a back down then just look at me and smash my face
But if you want some love and respect turn around (I hope you know)
No one likes dictators
The itchy, tough creatures of ice
And no one likes to go hard
In case we are escaping our lives
Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh
Uh-oh-uh, uh-oh-uh, uh-oh-uh-uh
Uh-oh-uh, uh-oh-uh
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Uh-oh-uh, uh-oh-uh, uh-oh-uh-uh
Uh-oh-uh, uh-oh-uh, uh-oh-uh
Hey
When my mind's blowing
With the melancholy of me
I can't let it down
Let her rule me
No, I can't let her rule me, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Cause dictators can be always changed
But that doesn't change the fact that
No one likes dictators
The itchy, tough creatures of ice
And no one likes to go hard
In case we are escaping our lives
Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh
Authoritarianism
The bad perception of common life
With rulers as creators
Of empires with time bombs inside
Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh
Uh-oh-uh, uh-oh-uh, uh-oh-uh-uh
Uh-oh-uh, uh-oh-uh
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Uh-oh-uh, uh-oh-uh, uh-oh-uh-uh
Uh-oh-uh, uh-oh-uh, uh-oh-uh
Hey
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