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28 It Doesn’t Make Sense It doesn’t make sense When you shout at and jackboot Fellow man For one odd day, another man Will shout at you and boot your arse. It doesn’t make sense When you eat alone While others gape and yawn in hunger For when it comes to a fight You’d fight your fight alone. It doesn’t make sense When you give priority To money, over people. ‘Cause on the day you swoon And up points your nose, People, not money shall grieve your loss. It doesn’t make sense When you think You’re demi-god. For when you crash, crumble and die The world lives and kicks high and high. ...

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