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To the corner of the market
Place your wager to the price of tea in china
And the smell of dirty money
On your fingers, in the honeypot is empty
Fall together, pretty boys, don’t you cry
Wrote the sequel to the bible
Bought the rights to the original sin
Made the movie, did the business
Took a mortgage on a mortgage on a loan
Fall together, right now, pretty boy
Sold the lamborghini baby
Got the baby, now your broker’s on the phone
From the land of wine and plates
Send your resume, we’ll call you back jack
Fall together, right now, over me
’cause nothing very good or very bad
Will ever last for very long
Nothing very good or very bad
Will ever last for very long
Nothing very good or very bad
Will ever last for very long
Nothing very good or very bad
Will ever last for very long, no
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