More
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More
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Yeah decency, she done left our home on her rollerskates,
so I guess she's pretty far gone.
Left me with my greed to answer for my own.
For how could a deadened sense tell right from wrong.
Thanks for nothing, I ain't feeling the magic
Kinda comic how I got tragic
Mirror mirror on the wall, what do you give someone who has it all?
More, just to be sure.
I got what I wanted, so naturally I want more.
What I paid for, entertain me now.
All I want is more, 'cause I like it.
Too good to let it go, keep it coming.
'cause I want more, 'cause I'm not sure what I really wanted,
so all I want is more.
Yeah modesty, her rule now overthrown
Packed her teddybear, so as not to go alone
Left me with my pride to live beneath a stone
For how could an amputee ever pick a bone
So tell me something, isn't this a bit drastic
My smiles are turning to plastic
Mirror, mirror on the wall, what's the secret for staying droll?
More, just to be sure.
I got what I wanted, so naturally I want more.
What I paid for, entertain me now.
All I want is more, 'cause I like it.
Too good to let it go, keep it coming.
'cause I want more, 'cause I'm not sure what I really wanted,
so all I want is more.
You know it isn't particularly funny.
Killjoy walks in just when it's turning sunny.
Killjoy lives like it's all about the money.
It's all about the money, it's all about the money,
it's all about the money, it's all about the money.
You know it isn't particularly funny.
Killjoy walks in just when it's turning sunny.
Killjoy lives like it's all about the money.
It's all about the money, it's all about the money,
it's all about the money, it's all about the money.
More, just to be sure.
I got what I wanted, so naturally I want more.
What I paid for, entertain me now.
All I want is more, 'cause I like it.
Too good to let it go, keep it coming.
'cause I want more, 'cause I'm not sure what I really wanted,
so all I want is more.
You know it isn't particularly funny.
Killjoy walks in just when it's turning sunny.
Killjoy lives like it's all about the money.
It's all about the money, it's all about the money,
it's all about the money, it's all about the money.
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