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  • Deng Xiaoping
    A true Asada king
    Lay dying in Shanghai
    A comet tracing through the sky
    Chairman Mao
    Heard thunder in the dawn
    The old guard’s come and gone
    And underneath our world’s a drone
    Off the coast
    The shipping lanes are closed
    The fields have all gone dry
    The satellites are standing by
    But Bay-one
    He’s whirling like a Khan
    Mole’s like a swan
    The airwaves of the demi-monde
    While my grandfather floats in the sea
    All the angels stare at me
    The dome of the sky fades away
    All I see is outer space
    While my grandfather floats in the sea
    Chairman Mao laughs joyfully
    The dome of the sky fades away
    And every now and then I see some outer space
    The shipping lanes are closed
    The fields have all gone dry
    The satellites are standing by
    But Bay-one
    He’s whirling like a Khan
    Mole’s like a swan
    The airwaves of the demi-monde
    While my grandfather floats in the sea
    All the angels stare at me
    the dome of the sky fades away
    All I see is outer space
    While my grandfather floats in the sea
    Chairman Mao laughs joyfully
    The dome of the sky fades away
    And every now and then I see some outer space
  • Deng Xiaoping
    A true Asada king
    Lay dying in Shanghai
    A comet tracing through the sky
    Chairman Mao
    Heard thunder in the dawn
    The old guard’s come and gone
    And underneath our world’s a drone
    Off the coast
    The shipping lanes are closed
    The fields have all gone dry
    The satellites are standing by
    But Bay-one
    He’s whirling like a Khan
    Mole’s like a swan
    The airwaves of the demi-monde
    While my grandfather floats in the sea
    All the angels stare at me
    The dome of the sky fades away
    All I see is outer space
    While my grandfather floats in the sea
    Chairman Mao laughs joyfully
    The dome of the sky fades away
    And every now and then I see some outer space
    The shipping lanes are closed
    The fields have all gone dry
    The satellites are standing by
    But Bay-one
    He’s whirling like a Khan
    Mole’s like a swan
    The airwaves of the demi-monde
    While my grandfather floats in the sea
    All the angels stare at me
    the dome of the sky fades away
    All I see is outer space
    While my grandfather floats in the sea
    Chairman Mao laughs joyfully
    The dome of the sky fades away
    And every now and then I see some outer space