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Dictator’s Son - FFS
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Dictator’s Son FFS

Dictator’s Son - FFS
[Verse 1]
Born in a far-off land
A nation of heat and sand
A father who ruled by force
A mother who said, "of course"
A nation of fearful men
And women afraid of them
But learning the family trade
My interest began to fade

[Verse 2]
I‘m a dictator's son
Born with a silver gun
In a country that's half insane
In a country that's banned the rain
He kept his eye on me
Knew I had plans to flee
Strangely today it rained
I hopped a midnight plane

[Bridge]
Fasten your seatbelts
We soon will land at LAX
Hope to see you again
Fasten your seatbelts
We soon will land at LAX
Hope to see you again
Fasten your seatbelts
We soon will land at LAX
Hope to see you again
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