| I owe € 30,000 to the German corporation
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| That just cured me of a terminal cancer
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| Now I’ve got 87 notices reminding me
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| They can’t care at all, if my ending came too soon
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| At the Syrian border
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| Explosive belts hung from balloons means no more debt
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| Then I spent $ 37 on a ticket to an island
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| Where I hid my wealth in fraudulent bank accounts
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| And dropped 100 Danish kroner on a Visa fee
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| Would they notice it, if my ending came too soon
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| With my papers in order?
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| Drunken doctor holds his breath when we get out tonight
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| (Oooh, cisplatin!
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| Oooh, bleomycin!
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| Oooh, etoposide!)
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| To the Peshmerga
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| (Oooh, cisplatin!
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| Oooh, bleomycin!
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| Oooh, etoposide!)
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| To subvert tragedy
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| (We gotta get it)
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| (Oooh, cisplatin!
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| Oooh, bleomycin!
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| Oooh, etoposide!)
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| Ja! |
| Na!
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| We killed it!
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| I killed a hundred million cells of embryonal carcinoma
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| With the love that caused my middle-age heart to burst
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| Then I completed every blank left on my tax return
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| And ran the mile or so, to the gunshop with my card
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| And my multi recorder
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| I held my ground, I tried so hard, but they still said
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| I just spent over seven hours in an office in Corona
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| Where the clerk showed me no human compassion
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| If they spend 40 hours dealing with that every week
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| Would you let it slide, if they held their hands up high
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| In a kind surrender?
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| If they embraced the human tide?
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| If they bled?
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| And they’re right
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| They’re the order
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| And they deserve to sleep
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| To be warm
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| To be well
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| But I can’t pay!
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| I owe € 30,000 to the hospital
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| I spent $ 37 on commuter flights
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| I killed a hundred million cells of embryonal carcinoma
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| I just spent seven boring hours at the HRA
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| Forgive (forgive)
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| Forgive (forgive)
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| Forgive (forgive)
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| Forgive (forgive)
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| Or open fire (or open fire)
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| Or open fire (or open fire)
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| Or open fire (or open fire)
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| Or open fire (or open fire)
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| Or both |