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You say we are fools
We say look at you
Long ago we were just a few
Still say we don't need you

We don't want to belong
We said all along
We just wanna be left alone



Think that we must have lost our way
Running from the blaze
You were wrong
We chose our cause
Counting up the days
Enduring your rage
We got strong

We don't want to belong
We said all along
We just wanna be left alone

You denied everything that's good
Reacting as you would
With your shame
So we turned
And left you all behind
We don't need your kind
You're to blame

We don't want to belong
We said all along
We just wanna be left alone

In years to come
You'll hear my name
When darkness falls
On Judgement Day

They say we are fools
We say look at you
Long we know we are just a few
Still say - we don't need you

Think that we must have lost our way
Running from the blaze
You were wrong
We chose our cause
Counting up the days
Enduring in a rage
We got strong

We don't want to belong
We said all along
We just wanna be
Left alone

Another one that speaks for itself.

© Joseph Izrael 2008

Let Them Eat Cake!

“I’ll explain it to you,” said Alissa the Fox, sitting down on her tail and licking her chops, “In the Land Of Fools there’s a magic field called the Field Of Marvels. You just dig a hole in the field, say “Kreckety, freckety, peckety” three times, put the gold in the hole, cover it up with earth, sprinkle a little salt on it, give it a good watering, then go to sleep. And the next morning a little tree with gold instead of leaves will grow out of the hole. See?”
Burattino hopped up and down -
“You’re lying!”
“Come on Basilio,” said the Fox, turning up her nose huffily. “He doesn’t believe us, and more fool him.”
“No, no,” cried Burattino. “I do believe you! Let’s go to the Land Of Fools as fast as we can!”

[-Excerpt from Alexei Tlostoi's "The Little Golden Key (Or, The Advantures of Burattino, the little wooden puppet)"]

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© Joseph Izrael 2008