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Packet of cigarettes on the counter
Carrying a government health warning
Still they want the money, still they want the tax
Still they want the money, still they want the tax
Why not take paper currency and light it up?
A lower tar content and a quicker puff
Then you could keep the money, you could keep the tax
You could keep the money, you could keep the tax
Fields wasted growing tobacco
Could be used to feed the third world countries
This is the Age of Hypocrisy
Everybody's saying "Vote for me! Vote for me!"
Blind leaders leading the blind
The cheaters and the cheated will you always find
Still they want the money, still they want the tax
Still they want the money, still they want the tax
The tax, the tax, the tax,
Still they want the money, still they want the tax
Still they want the money, still they want the tax
But the biggest serial killer is a heart attack
The biggest serial killer is a heart attack
Still they want the money, still they want the tax
Still they want the money, still they want the tax
Still they want the money, still they want the tax
But the biggest serial killer is a heart attack
Still they want the money, still they want the tax
But the biggest serial killer .....
The biggest serial killer .....
The biggest serial killer .....
The biggest serial killer .....
The biggest serial killer is a heart attack
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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