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P.L.You

there's no suprise
one look in those eyes
having sex every saturday
in the afternoon with the tv on
it's old you know
and it really makes you wanna throw
could be time for a holiday
in the S.o.F. or a Spanish isle

too much we come to see
money doesn't buy you anything good
no one can be alone
just lay back and give it to the bastards

nothin ever really matters
who cares about you anyway
nothin ever really matters
who cares who lives who dies

P.L.Y.O.U. (x4)

oh you claim distress
when you are so casually blessed
with the love in the alleyway
cut of tuna fish and an old tin can

too much we come to see
money doesn't buy you anything good
no one can be alone
just lay back and give it to the bastards

nothin ever really matters (P.L.Y.O.U.)
who cares about you anyway (P.L.Y.O.U.)
nothin ever really matters (P.L.Y.O.U.)
who cares who lives who dies (P.L.Y.O.U.)

welcome back my son
welcome back away
and love and life will understand
we'll come back together when

nothin ever really matters (P.L.Y.O.U.)
who cares about you anyway (P.L.Y.O.U.)
nothin ever really matters (P.L.Y.O.U.)
who cares who lives who dies (P.L.Y.O.U.)

and the end of this song
not me...I'm gone

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