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(as performed by Whispering "Rude-Boy" Broomfield and the Anti-Prohibition Jazz Sinfonia of Chicago on the night of their assasination, April 17, 1928) Volstead, Volstead we don't think much of your act it isn't funny, it's losing money we reckon you ought to be sacked. Volstead, Volstead Prohibition must go Volstead, Volstead Volstead O vodeo do Volstead, Volstead Why make a song and a dance about people drinking, it's not good thinking you don't stand the ghost of a chance Volstead, Volstead Volstead say don't you know Volstead, Volstead Volstead O vodeo do The Chicago pianos are starting to play ukelele music is having its say the machine-gun maestroes are winning the day John Barleycorn's here to stay Volstead, Volstead Capone is running this town with personal charm he has gathered an army that could drag the government down. Volstead, Volstead Prohibition must go Volstead, Volstead Volstead O vodeo do
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Sandra : Change you're mind
Change your mind
We getting closer
Change your mind
We can closer
Change your mind
We can closer
These eyes that shine
Are telling the story
I change your mind
All I need is time
Till' I show you
Where I wann-
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You think you know me
But you're wrong
To late for questions
When I'm gone
So if you're hear me I'll explain
I need your confort
Not you're blame
Change you're mind
We can get closer
These eyes that shin-
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Are telling the story
I change your mind
All I need is time
Till' I show you
Where I wanna be
How can you ever be so sure
I will adjust if any law
All I'm defending is my world
Do you believe in all you heard?
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