Érase una vez un tema de The Kinks llamado Uncle Son…
Simple rules and simple plans,
Fancy words he didn’t understand,
He loved with his heart,
He worked with his hands
Liberals dream of equal rights,
Conservatives live in a world gone by,
Socialists preach of a promised land,
But old uncle son, was an ordinary man
Bless you uncle son,
They won’t forget you, when the revolution comes
Unionists tell you when to strike,
Generals tell you when to fight,
Preachers tell you wrong from right,
They’ll feed you when you’re born,
And use you all your life
Bless you uncle son,
They won’t forget you when the revolution comes
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