Песня: Fashion Death A man was craved for money all the times And he could do everything for it But nowdays this bias Overstepped all lines of decensy
Small creature roamed around the hills Looked for female in the woods Suddenly something flapped him for worse And his hide was expended for fur
Hey Madam, quite enough fun The glasses of wine, edmirers are here I want you to choke down the caviar For you to know worth of luxury
Was a businessman, was very wealth Was honest, paid taxes (to treasury But someone disliked for his grip and his vim No longer can live, decided within)
The prise for his life less then for car At home there are child, the wife and comfort Someone can say it is a new natural selection But It's difficult for me to live with you, people
I never thought that: it could be real! But I forgot that: world lives with deals... Now I am asking why: For money; is it fashion to die?
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