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Recorded at De Nije Hoogezand 1988
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you're sitting in the other room ruling your own temple of doom. you order me this, you order me that but seeing you blunder makes me sad. you're incapable of doing your work, the problem is that you can't see it. the way you act, the way you talk everybody can see that you don't fit. you manage things you don't understand. you manage things you can't explain. you'd rather hide your head in the sand, 'cause ignorance gives you extra strain your company is sinking deeper down but you don't seem to notice. drowning in your own private bliss, a queen who's lost her plastic crown (Jansel).
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