Right


I’ll play my flute
You think it’s cute
That it won’t suit
Cause I’m a mute

But you’re not there
And we don’t share
You say it’s fair
That I’m a spare

This can’t be it
Don’t make me sit
My hands are lit
And they will spit

The sound of spite
Will haunt your night
As it will bite
To show who’s right.

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