What is the point of suffering?
What is the purpose of joy?
Is it true that the winner dies
With the most toys? A lifetime spent for a dollar
A lifetime twisting in pain
A lifetime gone in an hour
A lifetime playing the game I see the starving africans on tv
I feel it has nothing to do with
me
I sent my twenty dollars to live-
aid
I've aided my guilty conscience to go away Now go away
Now go away
Now go away
Go away I don't want anybody to touch
me
I think everybody has aids
What's the point in caring for
you?
You're gonna die anyway A lifetime searching for
something
A lifetime going insane
A lifetime running from nothing
A life looking for someone to
blame I see the starving africans on tv
I feel it has nothing to do with
me
I sent my twenty dollars to live-
aid
I've aided my guilty conscience to go away Now go away
Now go away
Now go away
Go away I see the starving africans on tv
I feel it has nothing to do with
me
I sent my twenty dollars to live-
aid
And paid my guilty conscience to go away I see the starving africans on tv
I feel it has nothing to do with
me
I sent my twenty dollars to live-
aid
And paid my guilty conscience now go away Now go away
Now go away
Now go away
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