in this proud land we grew up strong
we were wanted all along
We were taught to fight, taught to win
We never thought we could fail

no fight left or so it seems
We are man whose dreams have all deserted
We?ve changed our face, We?ve changed our name
but no one wants you when you lose

Heel jammer, maar het zat er niet in vanavond.



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