Good-bye Duck Weed
Never ever you gave praise
But reproach
What is the point calling anyway
Why must tradition bear such a burden
I think I have had enough
Good-bye duck weed
Turn my head around
Jettison those old memories
I should
Always hold tight
Even tides are high
Knives of streams cut fast
I say
Good-bye duck weed
Tomorrow is another day
Although it might not be the best
Written by JerSki BjorkSen
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