Lyrics:

Well hello good morning sir

The results are back

And now it's time to pack your things and go

Seems you came up rather short

Of the average sort

Now I must inform you've no reason left to remain here

Now surely you'll understand that only gifted hands

Will receive the chance to touch down on fortune

Now we'll gather up your things

And lead you to the gate

And you will go away

And never attempt to return here

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