The High Llamas Ill-Fitting Suits Lyrics
Change, methods won't change
Typically strange
With good book in hand
They will settle the land
Hills, roll to their knees
Dictate their deeds
So Europe was fine
Not for us, not this time
Do amateurs fare
Visions they share
Community groups
In their ill-fitting suits
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