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The Final Change To Worthless Living
I've thought long and hard, it's time for the final change to worthless living; I'll leave the stress and the hurdles at home and flee from grieving, throwing out ideas that are profane and unsound! My luck depended on the right card... I was scarred by an invisible sword being deceived by clever liars, suddenly letting down the guard! It's time for the final change to living, I'm bored, I'm broken going nowhere; girls want money, jewels, and a good time, they've drained my credit card in one single night! I'm walking with empty pockets, except for a dime; it can't even buy me coffee or beer, am I that smart? Streets are empty, lights are dim, I turn into a hare... running faster, trying to get somewhere! Dressing up, I sprained my both arms, I was rushing to meet frizzy-haired Sinead, she had a long affair with crazy Fred; what comes out of her big mouth is not clean, foul words make her a proud and elite queen: I am her puppet, she has many charms! It's time for the final change to worthless living, I turn around and start from the beginning; ah, lust is the worst habit of weak men, rich guys smile, while poor guys cry; being humble is not asking anyone for anything, trusting anybody is a terrible thing to admit! You learn by living, but merely getting by: is a meager wish that won't ever benefit! I hop on the next train breathing hard, and sitting down I find relief, then a sex pot stands in front of me, I give up my seat, " Thank you, sweety. " I look up and smile, forgetting I'm not a millionaire who just won the jackpot, I asked her for a date, she looked at me saying, " It will cost you, I am an elite lady of the night: is your answer yes or no? " I scratched my head frowning, " I got robbed before by the same kind, I learned a lot..." " You are a chauvinist pig talking to me that way, I am a cop! "
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