Miguel
he knows what they want
he always figures it out
miguel of the south
as the days went by
the masses grew in number
they tore down the walls
they flocked from the hills
and from the moors in the south
from the regal halls
they saw the whole thing
beheld the proclamation
the solemn promise
then he woke up
hardly a truck to be found
dang me, oh, dang me
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