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Rockin', rollin' splishin', splashin' Over the horizon, what can it be? Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah Do it to me one time The pilgrims sailed the sea To find a place to call their own so free In their little to ship, the Mayflower They hope to find a better home to be The finally knocked on Plymouth Rock As some one said we're there It may not look like home But at this point I don't care Oh they were missing mother England They swore their loyalty until the very end Anything you say King, it's OK King You know it's kinda scary on your own We've got to all just get together Talk to call each other on the telephone I want no more kings no more kings I want no more kings no more kings I want no more kings no more kings You taxed our property you didn't give us any choice And meanwhile back in England you didn't give them any voice Letras de cancionesThat's what I call taxation without representation And that's not fair (It's wrong! It's wrong!) It's a long list of mistakes you made King And let's start with the - worst You had the nerve to tax our cup of tea To put it kindly King: What? Did you expect me to agree? Gonna show you why we dumped it in the ocean Made the biggest harbor of tea you'll ever see No more Kings Gonna run our things our own way No more Kings Gonna run our things our own way Gonna run it into the ground From Letras Mania