The people's flag is pale and grey
It hangs at half mast every day
To symbolise the creeping death
Of what they called the 'loony Left'
So let the dishcloth flap and fly
For what's it's worth, we really tried
Though some continue fruitless plans
The revolution's not at hand
It hangs at half mast every day
To symbolise the creeping death
Of what they called the 'loony Left'
So let the dishcloth flap and fly
For what's it's worth, we really tried
Though some continue fruitless plans
The revolution's not at hand
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