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The original was in Dutch, so the English translation may not rhyme or flow well, but it's a great message:

I am at my best at five to twelve
when I feel I have no choice
I sometimes get annoyed about this
but it often works out surprisingly well
With the water up to my lips
I can suddenly do a lot
I never thought I could
It's a reassuring feeling

Come on with all your plans and lies
See how far you can go
We will stay calm
But when you think we are defeated
You are wrong
We will wait until five before twelve

So dump your rubbish in the sea
Plunder half the continents
Buy power with all your money
Divide the people into two
Cut the rainforest into pieces
Force the opposition into silence
Keep threatening the judges
Suppress the artists all you want
Please the fascists by agreeing with them
Finance the war
Slaughter millions of animals every day
Spray your poison across the fields
Blame the innocent
Let the poorest pay
Give us lies and stories
in which crooked becomes straight

Push us slowly to the edge
see how far you can go
Keep on dreaming out loud of a scared and petty country
take us towards the ravine
See how far you can stretch this

One day you will discover
what kind of people we are
Because what you bend will one day
bounce back into your face
So subject us to your test
and when you think "I have won"
we know it has only just begun
because at five to twelve
we are at our best