Il Banchetto
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The Banquet
The banquet
Your Majesty, Your Highness
We're all here, bowing as always
Your Majesty, it's us
The poet, the killer, Your Holiness
All your loyal friends
Ah, Your Highness
Please, my friends
You know I can't be without you
Come on, take a seat
We were just waiting for you at the banquet
Always, every day to come
As long as love and peace will reign
Everyone's smiling
Only the people aren't laughing, but we know why
Always whining
Nothing ever goes their way, who knows why
Always whining
Nothing ever goes their way, who knows why
Who knows why
Who knows why
Who knows why
Who knows why
Who knows why
Who knows why
Who knows why
