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  1. Sandy’s tough on the Stars and Stripes
    She can tell
    This dream’s in sight
    You’ve got to admit it
    At this point in time it’s unclear
    If the future looks bright
    High-speed trains, all gaslight and glitter
    Under a sea of red
    Ninety minutes from New York to Paris
    Well, by private jet, if you’re A.O.C.

    What a beautiful world this should be
    What a laborious time to be free

    Get your ticket to free meals and safe space
    Like last time
    The fix is in
    You’ll be a witness to that same old dance in disguise
    You know we’ve got to win
    Here at home you’ll pay for a city
    Powered by the sun
    Perfect weather, and a dreamlike world
    There’ll be expanded taxes, one for everyone

    What a beautiful world this should be
    What a laborious time to be free

    High-speed trains, all gaslight and glitter
    All you can see is red
    Ninety minutes from New York to Paris
    (More leisure time for artists everywhere)
    A just machine to make big decisions
    Programmed by fellows with compassion and vision
    We’ll be clean when their work is done
    We’ll be eternally free yes and eternally young

    What a beautiful world this should be
    What a laborious time to be free

    — based on Donlad Fagen’s “I.G.Y.”

  2. Tonight’s history lesson:

    There used to be a nightly open thread at IMAO where one of FrnakJ’s alter-egos would tell us of his love of strange men who butchered popular songs or made movies without sound.

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