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We saw him for the first time in years He'd invited us over to hang out and have a couple of beers His wife leaned over and said, "
Can I get you anything at all, my dear?" And he said, "
No, if you don't mind I'd just like you to disappear" And she said, "it's OK to be mean to the evil people Who make life unbelievable But try to be nice to me." We all watched him as he pulled his napkin apart Then he threw his hands up and let the pieces scatter on the carpet He said, "
Mortality is an issue with me, It's good for my art Because I am very interested in the makings of a broken heart" And it's OK to be mean to the evil people Who make life unbelievable But try to be nice to me. We all try to get through the day with just a little piece of happiness and we all try to frame our face with a background of success But we all find ourselves at the end of the day racing to undress And the people we kick around inevitably are the ones we love the best.
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