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The mayor hides the crime
woman hesitates
Public gets irate but forget the date
Weatherman complaining, sun, it's raining
Everyone's protesting, boyfriend keeps
you're not all of the rest.

Garbage ain't collected, women protected
using people, they've been abusing
The mafia's getting bigger, like pollution in the
And you tell me that this is it's at.

Woke up this moming an ache in my head
Splashed on my clothes as I out of bed
Opened the window to to the news
But all I heard was the Blues.

Gun sales are soaring, housewives find life
the only answer smoking causes cancer
This system's gonna fall soon, to an angry tune
And a concrete cold fact.

The pope digs population, freedom from
Teeny Bops are up tight, drinking at a
Miniskirt is flirting I stop so I'm hurting
Spinster sells her chest.

Adultery the kitchen, bigot cops non-fiction
The little man gets shafted, and monies drafted
by a time piece, new war in the far east.
Can you pass the Rorschach

a hassle is an educated guess.
Well, I couldn't care less.