See there the rats are running,oh sory they are humans
I thought they were cockroaches that don,t have a place
The city seems don,t have enough space
thats why they race and fighting for the mace
Sweaty and sticky people all over the stage
Oh! see there the old man make the subways his bed
Just now i saw a young man dancing with the matt
What they searching in life wealth
How about sudden death? The grave and future after that.
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