Seen you before, i know your sort,

You think the world awaits your every breath

You'll be my friend, or so you say

You'll help me out when the time comes



And all the time we're getting rich,

You hang around to help me out



But when we're skint, oh god forbid!

You drop us like hot bricks



Artistic freedom. do what you want.

But just make sure that the money ain't gone



I'll tell you what, i got you sussed

You'll waste my time, when my time comes.




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