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En el barrio hay un secreto bien guardado, las croquetas de mi abuela, son el plato más ansiado. Con jamón bien picadito y un relleno de otro mundo, si las pruebas una vez, será un “ponme más” rotundo. Las croquetas de mi abuela son un manjar celestial tienen un sabor que se vuelve inmortal. Las croquetas de mi abuela, una delicia sin igual, que en cada bocado encuentras un paraíso muy real. Con receta secreta y sazón sin igual, cada bocado es como un viaje celestial. Todas las croquetas vuelan como si fueran cometas y en la mesa hay una guerra, ¡aquí nadie se respeta! Bechamel cremosa, jamón bien picadito, las croquetas de mi abuela son un verdadero hito. Su secreto, dicen todos, que está en el jamón, pero yo creo que es magia, no hay otra explicación. Las croquetas de mi abuela son un manjar celestial tienen un sabor que se vuelve inmortal. Las croquetas de mi abuela, una delicia sin igual, que en cada bocado encuentras un paraíso muy real. Con cada mordisco, viajarás al paraíso y aunque intentes resistirte, al final caerás sumiso.

[Reporter:] Dear Sir, I hope this email finds you well, You’re caught on camera, now you're gonna dwell In the heat of the media rush, You see, that was your aide who you decided to... [Matt Hancock:] Uhhh... [Reporter:] Oh-oh! You made the wrong move in public, So time to face the piper for the rules you disrupted, And hey, you can keep seeing your close aide If you step down now, or else the price is paid. [Matt Hancock:] I hid the email and I raced to her place, Screamed, "How could we?!" in her face, She said: [Gina Coladangelo:] No, sir! [Matt Hancock:] Half dressed, apologetic, A mess, she looked sympathetic, she cried: [Gina Coladangelo:] Please don't go, sir! [Matt Hancock:] So was your whole story a setup? [Gina Coladangelo:] I don’t know about any camera! [Matt Hancock:] Stop crying, Goddammit, get up! [Gina Coladangelo:] I didn’t know any better. [Matt Hancock:] I am ruined... [Gina Coladangelo (Matt Hancock):] Please don’t leave me to face this alone (I am helpless — how could I do this?) Just own up to what happened and they might forgive, (You don’t want this) Whatever you do (I don’t want you) If you resign (I don’t) You can stay.

[Narrator:] There’s nothing like summer in the city A man under pressure meets someone quite witty There’s trouble in the air, you can smell it And Matt’s by himself. I’ll let him tell 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 some normalcy, Missing my routine, That’s when Miss Gina Coladangelo walked into my scene, she said: [Gina Coladangelo:] I know you are a man of power, I’m so sorry to bother you at work, But I don’t know where to go, and I came here on my own… [Matt Hancock:] She said: [Gina Coladangelo:] My life’s a bit complex, Finding it hard to balance, disconnecting… Suddenly I’m here and drawn, I don’t have the means to move on. [Matt Hancock:] So I offered her support, I offered to be a friend, she said: [Gina Coladangelo:] You’re too kind, sir. [Matt Hancock:] I gave her time that I had carved away, She worked a desk away, she said: [Gina Coladangelo:] This one’s mine, sir. [Matt Hancock:] Then I said, "Well, I should head back home," She turned red, she led me to her stead, Let her mask slip and said: [Gina Coladangelo:] Stay? [Matt Hancock:] Hey…

I’m with you, but the situation is fraught, You’ve got to be carefully taught: If you talk left, they’ll say you’ve got caught, But I, I will not be outfoxed or outshot! Burr, check what we got, Mr. Tony Blair, rock like Camelot, But think your Third Way's hot? Marx, I think your theory's not forgot, Let’s hatch a plot, redder than the Tories thought, What are the odds the gods would put us all in one spot? Poppin’ a squat on neoliberal wisdom, like it or not, A bunch of revolutionary, tuition fee abolitionists? Give me your attention, show me where the opposition is! Oh, am I talkin'too loud? Sometimes I get over excited, shoot off from the mouth I've never had a group of friends before promise that I'll make yall proud.

But there will be a movement, yes, tonight, Enter me, (with a cheeky grin, see), Don’t be shocked when your history books remember me, I’ll lay down my ties if it sets the workers free, Eventually, you’ll see our ascendancy. And I am not throwin' away my shot, I am not throwin' away my shot, Hey yo, I'm just like my country, I’m vintage, bold, and certainly not moldy, And I'm not throwin' away my shot. It’s time to take a shot! I dream of life with no more monarchy, The unrest in France, will it spark our anarchy? Anarchy, how you say? Aye, real democracy? When I fight, the wealthy class gets panicky With my Marxist shot! Yo, I’m the man of the people, And I’ve got youths chanting "Oh, Jeremy Corbyn", Joining the movement because it’s our chance To socially dance, not just in our pants, (woo) I'm gonna take a shot! But we’ll never be truly free Until those in bondage have the same rights as you and me, You and I, Do or die, Wait ‘til I charge in with the manifesto of common destiny, Let’s have another shot!

I am not throwin' away my shot I am not throwin' away my shot Hey yo, I'm just like my country I'm aged, scrappy, and hungry And I'm not throwin' away my shot I'm at the forefront of Labour, not just a garden allotmenteer, I probably shouldn’t brag, but dang, I fight the bourgeois sphere. The problem is I got a lot of reds, but no undue polish, I gotta holler just to be heard, With every word, I push for public ownership. I'm the old chap in the cap, a radical socialist, Trying to transform my goals, my powers of speech, socialist. Only sixty-eight but my ideals are bolder, These political streets get colder, I shoulder The burden of the many, in the face of the elite, I’ve managed the slings of Murdoch, not just any fleet. I walk these streets famished for justice, The plan is to turn this spark into a full-blown flame, But it’s tough when the right-wing press paints me the same, So let me spell out the game: I am the J-E-R-E-M-Y, I’m no bourgeoisie, Say goodbye to austerity, and hello to equity, While Tories sell off our NHS carelessly, And the Daily Mail turns around, smears me tirelessly, They think scare tactics will keep their narratives tight,

Cameron:] Hey, I have not been shy I am just a guy trying to steer this nation Tryin' to do my best for Great Britain I don't wanna fight But I won't apologize for doing what's right I have the honor to be your unwavering opponent D. Cameron [Farage:] Careful how you proceed, old chap Cautious indeed, old chap Answer for the rise of UKIP I lay at your feet or Prepare for a debate, old chap [Cameron:] Farage, your challenge is legitimate I stand by what I proposed, every bit of it You stand only for disruption It’s what you do I can’t apologize because it’s true [Farage:] Then stand, David Outside Parliament. Dawn Microphones. Drawn [Cameron and Farage:] I have the honor to be your determined opponent [Cameron:] D. Cameron [Farage:] N. Farage

[Farage:] How does Cameron, A polished, Elite, Etonian, Leader who’s mainstream Somehow take on Nigel Farage, his nemesis, A man he’s dismissed since the beginning Just to keep UKIP from winning? I wanna be in the room where it happens. [Farage and Company:] The room where it happens The room where it happens [Farage:] You've kept me from [Farage and Company:] The room where it happens [Farage:] For the last time Dear David: I am bold in demeanor But I stick to my line As I reckon with the effects Of your policy on mine I look back on our clashes And in every place I checked The only common thread has been your neglect Now you call me a “populist,” A “dangerous disruptor,” If you've got something to say Name a time and place Face to face I have the honor to be your outspoken adversary N. Farage [Cameron:] Mr. UKIP Leader: I am not the reason folks feel unsure No one knows where you truly stand I will not equivocate on my stance I have always held it with confidence Even if I did what you think I did You would need to cite a more specific grievance Here’s an itemized list of disagreements [Farage:] Good grief!

I don't like Brexit! Well, it’s gonna win, that’s just defeatist And Johnson? A Leave enthusiast! Yeah, he’s so populist! I like that Boris Johnson! I can’t believe we’re here with him! He seems approachable? Like you could have a pint with him Dear Mr. Johnson: Your fellow Tories would like to know how you’ll be voting It's quiet uptown Dear Mr. Johnson: Brexit doesn’t stand a chance, so who are you promoting? It's quiet uptown Remain or Leave? (Remain or Leave?) We know, it’s lose-lose Remain or Leave? (Remain or Leave?) But if you had to choose! Dear Mr. Johnson (Remain or Leave?) (Remain or Leave?) (We know, it's lose-lose) Brexit doesn’t stand a chance (We know, it's lose-lose) So who are you promoting? (Remain or Leave?) (Remain or Leave?) But if you had to choose! Well, if it isn't Boris Johnson, sir David! You've created quite a stir, sir I’m going door to door! You’re openly campaigning? Sure! That’s new Honestly, it’s kind of draining Johnson? Sir? Is there anything you wouldn’t do? No, I’m chasing what I want, and you know what? What? I learned that from you

But what if they decide to fight? Then it’s a standoff, No, they’ll come around if they truly value the send-off. To sever ties, that is something you can't fake, Britain, your people can’t take another heartache. Promise me, You don't want this young nation’s dreams on your conscience, Okay, I promise. Come back victorious when you’re done, Take our sovereignty, be smart, make us proud, son. My name is Nigel, I am a Eurosceptic, And I’m a bit brash, but I can’t hide it, I’m sorry, I’m a Brit with pride, You talk down to my country, I cannot let it slide. Mister Bureaucrat, how was the rest of your regulation show? I’d rather skip the small talk, let’s go. Grab your policies (confer with your aides), The standoff will commence after we count the stakes (count the stakes!) Look ‘em in the eye, stand no taller, Summon all the audacity you harbour, Then proudly and clearly wave your flag towards the sky.

Brussels (shh!) Brussels! (shh, I'm trying to sway the vote!) Ya shoulda watched your regulations before you sank our boats. I didn’t say anything that wasn’t rooted in a fact, Your regulations are a burden, and so, it seems, is your pact. It’s like that? Yes, I don’t mess around, I’m not your typical politician, friend. Well, see you on the campaign ground, That is, unless you wanna step out and end this now. I know where to campaign, jog on, I’m reclaiming sovereignty now. Brexit, if you had only seen the red tape they wrapped about you, I doubt you would have let it slide and I was not about to. (not too fast!) I came to ask you for support, this is my defining battle, They don’t exactly cover this subject in Euro-political prattle. Did your aides attempt to negotiate a deal? They refused to concede, we had to let the talks reel. Where is this happening? Across the channel, in Brussels, Everything is bureaucratic in Brussels! Alright, so this is what you're gonna do, Stand firm like a man until the EU is in view, When the time comes, wave your flag in the air, This will signal the end of the whole affair.

Стремлюсь в битву Где падают звезды Родина ждет Улыбнуться не трудно Россия Герои войны Вам посвящается песня Слава и честь В вашей душе сияют звезды Ваша сила несгибаема Ваши сердца бьются в ритме Герои войны Россия вас никогда не забудет

Meet the unyielding champion of Brexit politics, I prob'ly shouldn't brag, but, dag, I stir debates and politics. The press says I've got the same fire and aims as before, And the public? Well, they can't quite predict what I have in store. I'm not new to this game but my tactics are bolder, Gotta be my own force, like a Eurosceptic soldier. I shoulder the Brexit campaign with pride, you've heard me say That someday I would (steer us all away!) Ladies and gents, I’m looking for a Mr. Brussels Bureaucrat, Made a speech last week, spewing stats that fell flat. He disparaged British sovereignty in front of the EU crowd, Can't have that, I'm shouting, Brexit loud. I saw him just off Westminster, not far from the Commons, he was goin' to debate, Well, I’ll go rattle his crate (god, watch the state!) And y’all look quite shocked in your spots, How ‘bout when Brexit’s done, we'll see who calls the shots? (ooh, cheeky!) Blow us all away!

[BORIS] I came as soon as I heard [MP1] What?! [HANCOCK] Boris— [COMPANY] All the way from Downing Street?! Damn [HANCOCK] Boris, thank God Someone who understands what I’m Struggling here to do [BORIS] I’m not here for you [ENSEMBLE] Oooooh! [BORIS] I know my party like I know my own mind You will never find anyone as trusting or as kind I love my party more than anything in this life I will choose its happiness over mine every time Put what we had aside I’m standing at its side You could never be satisfied God, I hope you’re satisfied [MP1/MP2/MP3 & ENSEMBLE MEN] Well, he’s never gon’ be Prime Minister now Never gon’ be Prime Minister now Well, he’s never gon’ be Prime Minister now Never gon’ be Prime Minister now Well, he’s never gon’ be Prime Minister now That’s one less thing to worry about Never gon’ be Prime Minister now That’s one less thing to worry about That's one less thing to worry about [MP1/MP2, HANCOCK, ENSEMBLE WOMEN, & ENSEMBLE MEN] Hey! (Well he’s never gon’ be Prime Minister now) At least he was honest with our money! (Well he’s never gon’ be Prime Minister now) Hey! At least I was honest with our money! Well he’s never gon’ be Prime Minister now

[FULL COMPANY] The Hancock Pamphlet [MP1/MP2/BORIS] Have you read this? [MP3/MP1/MP2] Matt Hancock had a covert affair And he wrote it down right there [MP2] Highlights! [HANCOCK/MP1, MP2, & MP3] “The charge against me Is a connection with one Gina Coladangelo! (Gina Coladangelo!) For purposes of Improper speculation My real crime is an (My real crime is an) Amorous connection with her (Amorous connection with her) For a considerable time With her knowing consent [MP2/MP3/MP1] Damn! [HANCOCK/MP1] “I had frequent meetings with her Most of them at my own office.” [MP3] At his own office! [MP2] At his own office! [DEEP VOICE] Damn! [HANCOCK/MP1] “Mrs. Hancock with our children being absent On a visit to her father.” [MP2/MP3] No… [COMPANY] Boooo! [MP2/MP3] Have you read this? [MP1] Well, he’s never gon’ be Prime Minister now [MP2/MP3] Never gon’ be Prime Minister now [MP1] Well, he’s never gon’ be Prime Minister now [MP2/MP3] Never gon’ be Prime Minister now [MP1] He’s never gon’ be Prime Minister now [MP2/MP3] Never gon’ be Prime Minister now [MP1] That’s one less thing to worry about [MP1/MP2/MP3] That’s one less thing to worry about!

It's my last day at Flying Bosons, can't believe it's true, Gotta drop some rhymes for my fam, before I bid adieu, From coding late nights to debugging with flair, I'll always cherish the memories we've shared. Flying Bosons, we've flown so high, With lines of code, we reached the sky, But now it's time for me to depart, Leaving a mark, in each developer's heart

Ah-yuh-yo, yo-yo-yo, yo! What time is it? Showtime! Like I said Showtime! Showtime! Yo! I’m Dominic Raab in the place to be Two pints o’ lager, but I’m workin’ on three Those skeptics don’t want it with me 'Cause I will pop chick-a pop these doubts 'til I’m free! Oui oui, mon ami, je m’appelle Liz Truss The Joan of Arc of the conservative fuss I came from afar just to say, "Good night" Tell the opposition, "Take flight!" Who’s the best? It's me! Brrah, brrah! I am Michael Gove Up in it, lovin’ it, yes I heard the opposition said, "Come again?" (Ayy) Lock up ya secrets and plans Of course, it’s hard to advance without a few stances (wow) No more silence, pour me another brew, mate Let's raise a couple more to the innovation Well, if it ain’t the prodigy of Westminster’s halls Boris Johnson, give us a verse, drop some knowledge Good luck with that, you’re takin’ a stand You spit, I’ma sit, we’ll see where we land (boo) Johnson, the change is imminent, what do you stall for? If you stand for nothing, Boris, what'll you fall for? Ooh, who you? Who you? Who are you? Ooh, who is this kid? What's he gonna do?

[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.

I'm the seeker, I'm the finder, I'm the one who's always searching For the truth, for the meaning, for the answer to the question What is life? What is death? What is the purpose of it all? I'm the seeker, I'm the finder, and I'm not gonna stop until I find it I'm the seeker, I'm the finder, I'm the one who's always searching For the truth, for the meaning, for the answer to the question What is life? What is death? What is the purpose of it all? I'm the seeker, I'm the finder, and I'm not gonna stop until I find it I've been searching for years, I've been searching for decades I've been to the ends of the earth, I've been to the depths of the sea I've talked to the wisest men, I've read the oldest books But I still haven't found what I'm looking for I'm the seeker, I'm the finder, I'm the one who's always searching For the truth, for the meaning, for the answer to the question What is life? What is death? What is the purpose of it all? I'm the seeker, I'm the finder, and I'm not gonna stop until I find it I'm starting to think that maybe there is no answer Maybe the truth is that there is no meaning to life Maybe we

[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

[FARAGE & ENSEMBLE] Lookin’ at the rolling fields I can’t believe that we are free (Believe that we are free) Ready to face Whatever’s awaiting Me in this party (Me in this party) But who’s waitin’ for me when I step in the place? My friend Richard Tice, red in the face He grabs my arm and I respond “What’s goin’ on?” (Aaa-ooo!) [TICE] Nigel, we are engaged in a battle for our nation’s very soul Can you get us out of the mess we’re in? [ENSEMBLE] Aaa-ooo! [TICE] The current strategies are nothing less Than government overreach I’ve been fighting with the base alone Where have you been? [FARAGE] Uh...on GB News [ENSEMBLE] Aaa-ooo! [TICE] We have to win [FARAGE & ENSEMBLE] What’d I miss? Wha? Wha? What’d I miss? What’d I miss? I’ve come home to this? Headfirst into a political abyss! Headfirst, into the abyss! I have my first strategy meeting today Chik-a-pow! I guess I better think of something to say I’m already on my way (On my way) Let’s get to the bottom of this… (What did I miss?) Ahhh ah! [PARTY LEADER] Mr. Farage, welcome home [REPRESENTATIVE] Mr. Farage? Nigel Farage [PARTY LEADER AND ENSEMBLE] Mr. Farage, welcome home

[COMPANY] Nigel Farage is coming back! Nigel Farage is coming back! Nigel Farage is coming back! Nigel Farage is coming back! Nigel Farage is coming back Lord he’s Been off in the media for so long! Aaa-ooo! Aaa-ooo! [FARAGE] Brexit was our revolution There is no more status quo But the sun comes up And the world still spins [ENSEMBLE] Aaa-ooo! [FARAGE] I helped draft the plan that led us out, Then I said, ‘I gotta go, I gotta be on television.’ Now the work back home begins… [ENSEMBLE] Aaa-ooo! [FARAGE] So what’d I miss? What’d I miss? Britain, my home sweet home, I wanna give you a kiss I’ve been on air meeting lots of different viewers... I guess I basically missed the late teens... I traveled the wide, wide media world and came back to this… [ENSEMBLE] Aaa-ooo! [FARAGE] There’s a letter on my desk from the party Haven’t even put my bags down yet Sally be a lamb, darlin’, won’tcha open it? It says the party’s assembling a cabinet And that I am to be a key strategist, great! And that I’m already popular with the base... I just got home and now I’m headed up to the conference [ENSEMBLE] Headin’ to the conference! Headin’ to the conference

Intro: Yeah, en las sombras de la ciudad, Aldara camina, la reina sin piedad. Ojo alerta, la noche es su verdad, En cada paso, un plan de criminalidad. Verso 1: Desde los callejones hasta la gran avenida, Aldara mueve hilos, la dama escondida. Silueta en neón, bajo la luna dividida, Sus huellas en la escena, nunca son descubiertas. Roba ricos, roba pobres, no discrimina, Un toque de Robin Hood, su ética domina. Pero no te equivoques, no es heroína, Espectro en la noche, la adrenalina camina. Coro: Aldara, Aldara, en la sombra tú estás, Entre más brillante el riesgo, más te vas. Aldara, Aldara, ¿quién podrá desvelar? El misterio en tus ojos, la ciudad va a temblar. Verso 2: Maestra de los disfraces, cambia como el viento, Cada golpe calculado, perfecto el movimiento. No hay cerradura que resista su talento, Mira bien tus bolsillos cuando sientas su aliento. Conexiones en lo alto, conexiones en lo bajo, Si necesitas algo, Aldara tiene el trabajo. Pero cuida tus espaldas, no es solo un relajo, En el juego de los trucos, ella es el as bajo. Puente: Dicen que en la noche, se oye su risa, Como un eco fantasma que en la brisa brisa. Un paso adelante, siempre en la prisa, Aldara, la