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Mr. Smith (Glad to Meet You Again)
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Rain on Their Parade
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Every morning I wake up to hate each new coming day. Every noon I leave my work to get a $9,99 business lunch. Every night I walk through the same door and come across the same menfolk. Like a lost sheep in its self maze Searching for an exit but return to this place. Drowning my sorrows, I multiply them by haunting thoughts: "Streets become fields of wheat The black one croaks, the scarecrow sleeps, And daily problems we've been solving Seem so faint as there is nothing...left!" "Concrete castles discolored walls Lying in remains of monolit blocks The towers, dark from the smoke (This is what to be left) This is what to be left when we're all gone!" "There is nothing left in this world That is worth struggling for!" "Tired of life, tired for ages We hope to find a place, where we could embrace the angels No matter that the heaven's for the purest souls, Tycoons would get some space for their shopping malls." My heart is drowned in a new wheep And smoke flavored with cold mint dismissing thoughts I'm wiping lips "-Barman, here are the tips."
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