| We could choose to disregard it
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| Or have some fun and break it
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| Since god has just departed
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| We could carry on or fake it
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| Who has a better plan?
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| What’s the true nature of man?
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| What’s money to your soul?
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| Watch as money takes control
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| And is there space for every boy and girl
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| In a competitive, material world?
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| I guess we’ll have to wait and see
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| And I’m trying too hard too believe
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| Know when to draw the line
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| Know there’s a grand design
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| Know there’s a better way
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| I don’t know and cannot say
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| When my respect for man
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| Has taken all it can
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| The purchase of your soul
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| Placate and we have lost control x2
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| Is it daddy’s little boys and girls
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| Become the acne on the face of the world
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| I guess we’ll have to wait and see
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| And I’m trying too hard too believe
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| We could choose to disregard it x2
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| Who has a better plan?
|
| What’s the true nature of man?
|
| What’s money to your soul?
|
| Watch as money takes control
|
| Is it daddy’s little boys and girls
|
| Become the acne on the face of the world
|
| I guess we’ll have to wait and see
|
| And is there space for every boy and girl
|
| In a competitive, material world?
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| I guess we’ll have to wait and see
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| And I’m trying too hard too believe |