| The skilful calculation
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| Of everything you need
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| The sly manipulation
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| Well, that’s all, money and greed
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| Won’t help you succeed
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| They pay you when you’re winning
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| They pay you if you lose
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| And that just keeps you grinning
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| Ear to ear, you don’t refuse
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| It keeps you amused
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| Didn’t like you anyway
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| There’s no truth in what you say
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| Never dealt in honesty
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| Always reading prophecy
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| And you’d get it anyway
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| As we crawl in disarray
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| And your smile just isn’t right
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| As you take another bite
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| I hear you call that dealing
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| That’s not the word I’d use
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| 'Cause some might call it stealing
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| No pretence, that’s just abuse
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| Whatever you choose
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| Now I can tell your fortune
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| The way it’s going to end
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| You’re staring at the full moon
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| In the dark, your only friend
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| Too late to pretend
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| Didn’t like you anyway
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| There’s no truth in what you say
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| Never dealt in honesty
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| Always reading prophecy
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| And you’d get it anyway
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| As we crawl in disarray
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| And your smile just isn’t right
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| As you take another bite
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| Didn’t even look away
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| When they placed a dead bouquet
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| On the grave of charity
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| With a veil of apathy
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| And it echoes day by day
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| As the reasons blow away
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| And your hands grow very white
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| As you take another bite
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| Well, you’re no better than a hungry dog, that’s biting
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| And you’re the one who’s always after more
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| Well, you’re no better than a thief at night, that’s frightening
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| You know the devil is your friend for sure
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| Didn’t like you anyway
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| There’s no truth in what you say
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| Never dealt in honesty
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| Always reading prophecy
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| And you’d get it anyway
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| As we crawl in disarray
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| And your smile just isn’t right
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| As you take another bite
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| Didn’t even look away
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| When they placed a dead bouquet
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| On the grave of charity
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| With a veil of apathy
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| And it echoes day by day
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| As the reasons blow away
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| And your hands grow very white
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| As you take another bite |