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Album: You Make Me Hate Music
Jonny was a poor one without hope
And, who knows, happy as he was, what he'd do
And how I did like him, despite all the ruins
Then one day he died, and he died without a thing
Experts come and go, but what do I know?
Would you hold my hand, as we go to sleep
And I want you to be able to weep
Oh, look outside, our city never sleeps
Guess that's real neat, guess we've got to compete
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