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Chaos UK

Take a trip abroad if you're poor or bored 
There's money if you can be bought 
Live in a trance, swallow one by one 
And hope the customs will not pounce 
Hide the beads of sweat for the pittance that you get 
To make the "big man" rich 
You think it's only dope, but will you ever cope 
When you find he's made a switch 
It's not for you, but for a man you'll never see 
For all the money he's making on the cut 
For something you will never be 
All of the stuff that's lying in your gut


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