Posted by J Bradfield on July 16, 2001, 11:55 pm I wish I had a bottle We don't talk about Love
Libraries Gave us Power
Then Work Came and Made us Free
What Price Now for A shallow Piece of Dignity
Right Here in my dirty face to wear the scars
To show from where I came
We only want to Get drunk
We are not allowed to spend
And we are told that this is the end
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