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We hadn't worked in a yearWe prayed the checks would all clearI got another eviction noticeYou got a brilliant careerHave you heard enough or should I continueI'm sure there's lots more to sayLike how when you were you were sweet and charmingNow you're like a landmine that need disarmingCongratulations on your great successIt's comforting to see you're still a mess(I hope I didn't say that out loud)You've got the thousand-yard stareThe world's your building and we're all tenantsIt's like you're not even thereSuffering fool like a saint who's doing some kind of public penanceSometimes you've got to get your shirtsleeves dirtySometimes you've got to wallow in the slimeThat's just the price of doing businessI read your letter againI still can't think of a proper comebackI still bump into you now and thenSongtexteI always seem to get knocked back on my ass by the impactI don't expect you to confess to perfect murdersYou're just not who you used to be I guessBut that's the price of doing business Aus Songtexte Mania