Five Years Dub

Pushing through the market square

Dying

My brain hurt

And all the fat, skinny people

And all the nobody people

Smiling and waving and looking so fine

Five years, five years, five years

Five years, five years, five years, five years

Five years, five years

Five years, five years

Five years

Five years, five years, five years

Five years

Five years

Five years

Five years

Five years