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Fast cars and guitars to play.
Who cares about the price we pay.
Good jobs for big wads to spend,
it's the priority of this selfish world we live in.
We must hold the wealth of the world,
loosely in the palm of our hands.
When its all gone, there's just one thing that remains.
God will always be here.
