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The following morning that was the beginning of the party We went four days without changing clothes No water to bathe Hunger is biting Reality was to We realized NRA was not a bed of roses It was just hard life Hard life Hard life Soon as you have slept They wake you up Fungua Drills Turn around Go this Halting Lining up By twelve Petero: Relax a bit eat whatever you find Soon as you put it on fire Soon as it has started on the grill Petero: Time to go back to drill You eat it a little bit raw you move on Biro |
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