Down from the tower
I would throw down all the artists
Because the trumpets of judgment will sound
For all those who believe in what they do

For the Spartans
It was once the same
They would throw down from a cliff
Those who turned out bad

Down from the tower
I would throw down all the actors
And Our Lady of the Turks
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who among us is the best in the realm?

And I would save
Those who don't want to do anything
And don't know how to do anything
Those who don't want to do anything
And I would save
Those who don't want to do anything
And don't know how to do

Down from the tower
I would throw down all the directors
The actors and the appliances
For the eve of destruction

Prehistoric dinosaurs will return
A race of super-reptiles
That will eat up lalalalalalà

The presenters
Especially the creative ones
Who play electronic quizzes
Will be eaten up, those who do but don't know what they do

Will be saved
Those who don't want to do anything
And don't know how to do anything
Those who don't want to do anything
Will be saved
Those who don't want to do anything
And don't know how to do

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