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We put this festival on, you bastards With all our love We worked around a year for you pigs And you wanna break our walls down, and you wanna destroy us? Well you go to Hell! (Kids running around places, fucking in the bushes) (Kids running around places, fucking in the bushes) I love it! Move everybody here Yes, all are welcome, yes indeed I love them: Fun, life, nice, youth, beautiful...I'm all for it From Letras Mania