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[Corbyn] Yes I have reason for shame, But I have not committed treason and sullied my good name. As you can see, I have done nothing to provoke legal action, Are my answers to your satisfaction? [Starmer:] My God. [Benn:] Gentlemen, let's go. [Corbyn:] So? [Benn:] The people won't know what we know. [Corbyn:] Keir! How do I know you won't use this against me The next time we go toe to toe? [Starmer:] Jeremy, rumors only grow And we both know what we know.

[Corbyn:] If I can prove that my actions always aimed to uphold the law, Do you promise not to tell another soul what you saw? [Watson:] No one else was in the room where it happened. [Corbyn:] Is that a yes? [Starmer] Um, yes. Dear Sir I hope this letter finds you in good health And in a prosperous enough position to put wealth In the pockets of people like me: down on our luck You see, it was the party unity you decided to—" [Starmer:] What? [Corbyn:] You courted me, Supported me to lead, and when we hit a corner, That's when the media extorted me For a sordid fee. I paid the price quarterly. I may have wounded my prospects, But my records are orderly! As you can see, I kept a record of every speech in my leadership history. Check it again against your list and see consistency. I never spent a word that wasn't mine, You sent the hounds after my stance, that's fine.

! [Corbyn:] Mr. Deputy Leader, Mr. Shadow Foreign Secretary, What is this? [Benn:] We have the reports, From multiple sources... [Watson:] Documented evidence, laid out in various accounts... [Starmer:] To a Mr. Corbyn, seen as far back as two thousand and sixteen. [Corbyn:] Is that what you have? Are you done? [Benn:] You are uniquely situated by virtue of your position, [Starmer:] Though 'virtue' is not a word I'd apply to this situation, [Benn:] To uphold party values, you’ve strayed from our shared mission, [Starmer:] And the evidence suggests you've overlooked serious allegations. [Watson:] A leader, supposedly fostering division within our government ranks, [Starmer/Benn:] I can almost see the headline, your leadership's under flanks. [Watson:] I hope you've prepared for what this means for you and yours, [Starmer/Benn/Watson:] You'd best g'wan reflect on what you stand for! [Corbyn:] Ha! You don’t even know what you’re asking me to confess. [Starmer/Benn/Watson:] Confess! [Corbyn:] You have nothing. I don’t have to tell you anything at all, Unless [Starmer/Benn/Watson:] Unless

[Starmer] Old Labour, new visions, These ideas take your name and they rake it through the mud. [Corbyn:] My name's been through a lot, I can take it. [Starmer:] Well, I don’t have your name, I don’t have your legacy, I don’t have your movement, But, if you [Corbyn:] No [Starmer:] If you gave me command of the party, a group of new policies to lead, I could elevate our position after the election. [Corbyn:] Or you could divide us further and we need unity. [Starmer:] I’m more than willing to take that risk. [Corbyn:] The party needs you pragmatic, mate, I need you pragmatic. [Starmer:] [shouting] Call me pragmatic one more time. [Corbyn:] Go back to the backbenches, Keir. That’s an order from your leader. [Starmer:] Sir [Corbyn:] Go home.

[Starmer:] Corbyn, do you yield? [Company:] He’s hit his limit, yes, he yields! [Starmer:] I’m satisfied [Corbyn:] We need to clear the field! [Starmer:] Go! We’ve won. [Company:] Here comes the Leader! [Corbyn:] This should be fun. [Starmer:] What is the meaning of this? Mr. Corbyn, care for the party. [Corbyn:] Yes, sir. [Starmer:] Corbyn, you will never agree with me, But believe me, these new strategies don’t speak for me. Thank you for your service. [Corbyn:] Let’s ride! [Starmer:] Corbyn! [Corbyn:] Sir! [Starmer:] Meet me inside. [Company:] Meet him inside! Meet him inside! Meet him inside, meet him, meet him inside! [Corbyn:] Comrade [Starmer:] Don’t call me comrade. [Corbyn:] This party is hard enough Without infighting. [Starmer:] You called out the old guard, We called your bluff. [Corbyn:] You solve nothing, you aggravate our members in the North. [Starmer:] You’re absolutely right, perhaps a more direct approach would’ve been better. [Corbyn:] Comrade [Starmer:] I’m not your comrade. [Corbyn:] Watch your tone. I am not a backbencher in need of defending, I am grown.

Our dialogue, lasting into the deep, Words in agreement, but my resentment steep, It’s a duel veiled as a dance, A bit of a posture, it’s more of a stance. He’s got the limelight, but I’ll stake my plans, I asked about his tenure, watched his evasive glance, His hands steady, his smile planned, He’s prime minister now, by the seat of his pants. Charismatic, boy, does he flaunt it, Leader, yet I’m the one who truly wants it. I’d steer us far from this precarious place, Then I face the party, see their trust in his grace, and they are Helpless. And I know they are, Helpless, Their eyes are just, Helpless, And I realize, What is this journey? I’m supposed to change his tide, Then by all means, let's sway today. I’m the man behind the fiscal clout, My role, far beyond just sorting out, The party seeks a son; they don’t know I’m the one who should lead, I’m the skilled, the ready, behind the scenes I plead, And Tony’s the face, Ha, that doesn’t quell my chase. Tony Blair, it's a burden, this dance of ours, Blair? My rival, He’s PM because I let him star, That raises his game, I’d be blind not to see the frame, Maybe that is why I simmer, just by his side, Now that’s his spotlight.

I am so swayed by you, (Caught in your frame and the sky’s the limit) I am so swayed, I'm helpless, (I know) I’m down for the count, and I’m drowning in 'em. Where are you taking me? I'm about to change your narrative, Then by all means, spin away. "Red Ed," they label, a pleasure, they tease, Media? Your press. Thank you for all your "services." If it takes a bacon sandwich to meet, it will have been worth it, I'll leave you to it. One week later, I’m writing a rebuttal nightly, Now my image gets battered every headline that you write me. Laughing at my fate 'cause they want to form a meme, I’m just saying, if you really knew me, you wouldn't share this (ha!). Two weeks later, in the green room stressing, My team's stone-faced while you question my blessing, I'm dying inside as you probe and find, And I'm trying not to cry, 'cause there's nothing that your spin can’t twist (ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh). My team makes their way across the room to you I panic for a second, thinking we're through (ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh), But then you print a piece and say, "Be true" (ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh), And I turn back to my staff, smiling, that headline is mine, that headline is mine.

**[ED MILIBAND]** Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh (hey, hey, hey) I do, I do, I do, I do (hey, hey, hey, hey) Media, you've got me helpless, Look into your lens, and the sky’s the limit, I’m helpless, Down for the count, and I’m drownin’ in ‘em. I was never the type to grab the tabloid spotlight, We were at the hustings, under scrutiny on a long night, Laughing with my brother as he's shaking up the room, Then you snapped that photo, and my image went "boom." Trying to keep my cool while the headlines room, Everybody’s reading, and the press’s volume booms. Grind through the questions as they wine and dine, Catch my breath and whisper, "Oh no, this spin's not fine." My brother made his way across the stage to you (ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh), And I got nervous, thinking, "What will they construe?" (ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh), You snap a shot with the bacon, I’m thinking "I’m through" (ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh), Then I see the paper, and suddenly I’m helpless, Oh, those headlines, oh (caught in your frame, and the sky’s the limit), I’m helpless, I know (down for the count and I'm drowning in 'em).

I'm willing to wait for it (Wait for it), I'm willing to wait for it. I am the one thing in Labour I can control, (Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it, wait for it), I am inimitable, I am an original, I'm not falling behind or running late, (Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it, wait for it), I'm not standing still, I am lying in wait (Wait, wait, wait). Corbyn faces an endless uphill climb, (Climb, climb, climb), He has something to prove, He has nothing to lose, (Lose, lose, lose, lose), His pace is relentless, He wastes no time, (Time, time, time), What is it like in his shoes? Corbyn doesn't hesitate, He exhibits no restraint, He takes and he takes and he takes, And he keeps leading anyway, He changes the game, He plays and he raises the stakes, And if there's a reason He seems to thrive when so few survive, then Goddammit, I'm willing to wait for it (Wait for it), I'm willing to wait for it. Life doesn't discriminate Between the sinners and the saints, It takes and it takes and it takes, (And we keep living anyway), We rise (and we fall), We fall (and we break), (And we make our mistakes), And if there's a reason I'm still alive When so many have died, Then I'm willin'

The party sends me their plans every day, I'm keeping the leadership warm while Corbyn's away. He's on the left flank, steering Labour's line, He's trying to keep the factions aligned. But he can hold on to his old guard views, The future of Labour, it's mine to choose. Love for the party doesn't discriminate Between the leftists and the centrists, It takes and it takes and it takes, And we keep striving anyway. We debate and we clash and we break, And we make our mistakes. And if there's a reason I'm by its side When so many have tried, Then I'm willing to wait for it, I'm willing to wait for it. My mentor was a fire and brimstone speaker, (Preacher, Preacher, Preacher), But there are things that the Manifestos and marches won't teach ya, (Teach ya, Teach ya, Teach ya). My mother was a thinker (Genius), My father earned respect (Respect, Respect), When they passed, they left no instructions, Just a legacy to protect. Life doesn't discriminate Between the sinners and the saints, It takes and it takes and it takes, And we keep fighting anyway. We rise and we fall and we break, And we make our mistakes. And if there's a reason I'm still alive When the old guard has faded,

[Verse] Es war ein Tag wie jeder andere Gedacht für Ruhm und Siege Doch dann kam Linde und verhinderte Renes glorreichen Pentakill [Verse 2] Die Linde So kalt und listig Sie stahl die Show und blockierte den Weg Rene war machtlos Entsetzt und verloren "Nicht mal Mana hat es mich gekostet" [Verse 3] Die Legenden sprechen von diesem Tag Von Linde Der Meisterin der Taktik Doch Rene Er bleibt standhaft und stark Und übt nun für den gewissen Racheakt

CORVETTE Karanlık çötüğünde eee altımda corvettle eee dört yanımız komple eee Sarıldı memur bee eey Kontak döndü ve motor çalıştı Farlar yandı ve teker sarıldı eksik olmaz pasa cilası bizim çocuklar epey bi hızlıııı (more slow) Dedim ona beni rahat bırak dedim ona beni rahat bııırraaak (normal) Caddenin dönüşü yoookk yakıtta tasaruf yoookk sağnak yağıyooo Korvet parlıyo vitesi kavrıyooom egzozum bağırıyooo diyom ona en fazla n’olur Arabam kırmızı hoştur yolum daima yokuştu kırmızı ışıkta duuur Karanlık çötüğünde eee altımda corvettle eee dört yanımız komple eee Sarıldı memur bee eey

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I'm willing to wait for it (Wait for it), I'm willing to wait for it. I am the one thing in Labour I can control, (Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it, wait for it), I am inimitable, I am an original, I'm not falling behind or running late, (Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it, wait for it), I'm not standing still, I am lying in wait (Wait, wait, wait). Corbyn faces an endless uphill climb, (Climb, climb, climb), He has something to prove, He has nothing to lose, (Lose, lose, lose, lose), His pace is relentless, He wastes no time, (Time, time, time), What is it like in his shoes? Corbyn doesn't hesitate, He exhibits no restraint, He takes and he takes and he takes, And he keeps leading anyway, He changes the game, He plays and he raises the stakes, And if there's a reason He seems to thrive when so few survive, then Goddammit, I'm willing to wait for it (Wait for it), I'm willing to wait for it. Life doesn't discriminate Between the sinners and the saints, It takes and it takes and it takes, (And we keep living anyway), We rise (and we fall), We fall (and we break), (And we make our mistakes), And if there's a reason I'm still alive When so many have died, Then I'm willin'

The party sends me their plans every day, I'm keeping the leadership warm while Corbyn's away. He's on the left flank, steering Labour's line, He's trying to keep the factions aligned. But he can hold on to his old guard views, The future of Labour, it's mine to choose. Love for the party doesn't discriminate Between the leftists and the centrists, It takes and it takes and it takes, And we keep striving anyway. We debate and we clash and we break, And we make our mistakes. And if there's a reason I'm by its side When so many have tried, Then I'm willing to wait for it, I'm willing to wait for it. My mentor was a fire and brimstone speaker, (Preacher, Preacher, Preacher), But there are things that the Manifestos and marches won't teach ya, (Teach ya, Teach ya, Teach ya). My mother was a thinker (Genius), My father earned respect (Respect, Respect), When they passed, they left no instructions, Just a legacy to protect. Life doesn't discriminate Between the sinners and the saints, It takes and it takes and it takes, And we keep fighting anyway. We rise and we fall and we break, And we make our mistakes. And if there's a reason I'm still alive When the old guard has faded,

You say the price of my tenure's not a price that you're willing to pay. You sob in your tea as you toss the tabloids when you see me today. Why so gloomy? Recall, we had an accord when you cast your doubts away. Now, you're quite cross. Remember, despite the controversies, I'm still your play. You'll be back, soon you'll see, remember how "New Labour" was key? You'll be back, just wait and see, you'll remember that I promised glee. Sleaze may rise, trust may fall, we've navigated through it all. And when push comes to shove, I will mail a dossier to remind you of my love. Da-da-da, dat-da, dat, da-da-da, da-ya-da Da-da, dat, dat, da-ya-da Da-da-da, dat-da, dat, da-da-da, da-ya-da Da-da, dat, dat, da-ya You claim our union's draining, you've grown tired of my ways. You'll miss my bold campaigning when I'm not in the fray. And no, let's stick to the topic, for I'm your cherished subject. My ambitious, active prospect, my cool Britannia project. Forever and ever and ever and ever and ever. You'll be back, like before, I'll combat the war and win your awe. For your love, for your esteem, and I'll lead you till the end of my days. I

There's nothing like summer in the city, Pressure mounting, and I was feeling anything but pretty. Trouble seemed to follow, you could sense it in the air, And as for me, Matt, I've got a story to share: I hadn’t slept for nights on end, Weak and weary, I needed more than just a friend. A public figure, yet never felt so alone, My wife away, and my heart turned to stone. Then Gina walked into my tumultuous life, “I know you are honorable, and I hate to add strife. But I've nowhere else to turn, I'm filled with woe, And you seem kind, someone who'd understand my blow.” Her story unfolded, of deceit and despair, A home broken by betrayal, left in repair. With no way out, she stood there, so dire, So I offered a loan, a gesture to inspire. “You're too kind, sir,” her eyes met mine, Just blocks from her place, we crossed that line. “This is me,” she pointed, a soft invite, But I hesitated, knowing it wasn’t right. Yet, she led the way, her intent clear, In her apartment, the city's hum near. “Stay,” she whispered, her plea so sincere, And there, my resolve disappeared. o

she led me to her door Let the temptation soar and said: [GINA] Stay? [MATT HANCOCK] Hey… [GINA] Hey… [MATT HANCOCK] That’s when I began to pray: Lord, show me how to Say no to this I don’t know how to Say no to this But my God, she looks so inviting And my conscience saying, “hell, yes” [GINA] Whoa... [MATT HANCOCK] Nooo, show me how to [MATT HANCOCK/ENSEMBLE] Say no to this [MATT HANCOCK] I don’t know how to [MATT HANCOCK/ENSEMBLE] Say no to this [MATT HANCOCK] In my mind, I’m tryin’ to go [ENSEMBLE] Go! Go! Go! [MATT HANCOCK] Then her lips are on mine, and I don’t say… [ENSEMBLE] No! No! Say no to this! No! No! Say no to this! No! No! Say no to this! No! No! Say no to this! [MATT HANCOCK] I wish I could say that was the last time I said that last time. It became a pastime A month into this affair, the press caught wind Leaked photos of us, our secrecy thinned [GINA] Exposed for the world to see My life's in chaos, what have we done? [MATT HANCOCK] I'm in a bind, I'm in a fix I'm left with nowhere to run

Certainly, here's a version where the blackmail letter is replaced by the revelation of leaked photos: [BURR] There’s nothing like the buzz of politics in the city A man under pressure meets a woman looking pretty There’s scandal in the air, you can feel it And Matt Hancock’s at his desk, let's reveal it [MATT HANCOCK] I hadn’t slept in a week I was weak, I was awake You've never seen a minister More in need of a break Longing for the spotlight Feeling the strain That’s when Gina Coladangelo strolled into my lane, she said: [GINA] I know you're a man in power I’m so sorry to bother you at work But I’m lost and alone, in my darkest hour [MATT HANCOCK] She said: [GINA] My life's turned upside down My marriage in pieces, my heart on the ground Suddenly, he's walked out I don’t know how to make it through [MATT HANCOCK] So I offered her a chat, I offered to lend an ear, she said [GINA] You’re too kind, sir [MATT HANCOCK] I gave her my time that I had tucked away She worked a floor away, she said [GINA] This one’s mine, sir

(Verse 1) Well, I've been traveling down this road, feeling lost and alone Just trying to find my way back home But every step I take just leads me farther from the truth And I'm starting to feel like there's nothing left to lose Chorus: So I'll just keep on walking through the darkness Hoping one day I'll see the light But until then I'll just keep on drinking And trying to make it through the night (Verse 2) I've been fighting demons in my head, trying to put them to rest But they keep whispering poison in my ear Telling me I'll never be good enough And I'm starting to believe that it might be true (Chorus) So I'll just keep on walking through the darkness Hoping one day I'll see the light But until then I'll just keep on drinking And trying to make it through the night (Bridge) I've been searching for some kind of sign To show me that everything will be alright But all I see is darkness and despair And it's getting harder to breathe the air (Chorus) So I'll just keep on walking through the darkness Hoping one day I'll see the light But until then I'll just keep on drinking And trying to make it through the night So I'll just keep on walking through the darkness Hoping one day

[Intro] [Verse 1] Annan sulle kirjaimen Pee Kiitos Lilja! Ja hyvää viikkoa! Nyt vaan ahti kirjoitat kymmenen asiaa jokka alakaa kirjaimella Pee ja joista tykkäät [end] Mukavaa alakavaa viikkoa sullekkin (sullekkin) Pulla [Outro]

Annan sulle kirjaimen Pee (pee) Kiitos Lilja! Ja hyvää viikkoa! Nyt vaan ahti kirjoitat kymmenen asiaa jokka alakaa kirjaimella Pee ja joista tykkäät Mukavaa alakavaa viikkoa sullekkin (sullekkin) Pulla

Annan sulle kirjaimen Pee (pee) Kiitos Lilja! Ja hyvää viikkoa! Nyt vaan ahti kirjoitat kymmenen asiaa jokka alakaa kirjaimella Pee ja joista tykkäät Mukavaa alakavaa viikkoa sullekkin (sullekkin) Pulla

W słabo oświetlonym pokoju, Łzy zaczynają płynąć po policzkach, Serce ciężkie od bólu, Nie jestem pewna, czy jestem gotowa odpuścić... Palce na klawiszach, Smutne dźwięki, Mój głos drży, Śpiewając melodie ruiny po moim sercu, Mój złamany duch przejmuje kontrolę nad każdym dźwiękiem. Złamane zaufanie, Serce w strzępach, Jestem taka zagubiona w ciemności, To dźwięki zdrady, Oszustwa, I rozpaczy, Z każdą nutą, próbuję zapomnieć się od miłości, której nie było... miłości, której nie było... nie było Byłeś zagubiony w kłamstwie, a teraz to ja mam łzy w oczach, Melodia szepcze o miłości, która poszła nie tak, Mówiłeś mi że na zawsze, ale to było wszystko kłamstwem, Oddałam ci moje serce, teraz tonę w moim smutku. Łzy na klawiszach, Każda nuta, Każdy akord, Przypomina o ból nie odejdzie. Palce na klawiszach, Smutne dźwięki, Mój głos drży, Śpiewając melodie ruiny po moim sercu, Mój złamany duch przejmuje kontrolę nad każdym dźwiękiem. Złamane zaufanie, Serce w strzępach, Jestem taka zagubiona w ciemności, To dźwięki zdrady, Oszustwa, I rozpaczy, Z każdą nutą, próbuję zapomnieć się od miłości, której nie było... miłości, której nie było... nie było