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Bald Vulture Life Is All About

the test What is time ! If it never stop, always running out Leave in peace ! And you'll find that's what LIFE IS ALL ABOUT

for the money of a country ? For the business of a man who laugh at you everyday For the business of a country innocents will pay They will pay by their life

of the week, 8 o'clock Sit on you desk, always the same fucking face in front of the class I don't like you, you don't like me Your friendly attitude is

's problems Making life miserable for them I worry that with all these turmoils There won't be left much for animals Can't you see that all these species

our heads, the sky are painted with misery Of those who died Cause atomic power sneeks in our minds What the hell is really going on ? We destroy all

lazy I'll admit it, I'm crazy But there's one thing I'm sure about me Is that I dont wanna be One of these damn suckers Who live for one cause Screwing your life