hhsongs

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The truth is, I was violent and with my good mate, Matt King, robbed travellers at gunpoint: money, watches, anything! My horse it wasn’t called Black Bess, although that’s what you’ve read. Was no romantic hero, shot not one but two men dead. The legend that surrounds me misses out the crucial part: I was a ruthless killer with a ruthless killer’s heart. Was a vicious highwayman, a source of pain and tears. When you hear how my story ends, you won’t believe your ears!  
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Today I’m starting high school where boys are turned to men. I packed my sword and shield, we don’t use paper and pen. Everyone’s a jock here. We don’t have Spartan nerds! The weedy kids were left to die as breakfast for the birds. We’re taught to love a fight. We’re taught not to be meek. And if we’re good they feed us three square meals every week. Let’s go fighting now! Fighting is exciting now! Rocking at the Spartan school!
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I love the people and the people love me, so much that they restored the English monarchy! I’m part Scottish, French, Italian, a little bit Dane but 100% party animal - Champagne? Spaniels I adored, named after me too. Like me they were fun with a nutty hair-do! Is today my birthday? I can’t recall! Lets have a party anyway because I love a masked ball! All hail the king of bling, lets sing, bells ring, ding ding. I’m the king who brought back partying!
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I was the sad one.  I was the bad one.  I was the mad one.  And I was the fat one!  We were born to rule over you.  Georges one, three, four, and two.  England’s kings, though we were German too.  Him, then him, then me, then you.  Born to rule over you!   Gorged on fruit, then I died on the loo.  People hated us and we hated them too.  Born to rule over you… 
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