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Do a line of coke, it doesn’t fucking matter.
Tell a funny joke, it doesn’t fucking matter.
Build memories with friends, it doesn’t fucking matter.
Get Alzheimer’s in the end, it doesn’t fucking matter at all.
Travel see the world, it doesn’t fucking matter.
Fuck a boy or girl, it doesn’t fucking matter.
Follow Donald or the Pope, it doesn’t fucking matter.
Candlestick or rope, it doesn’t fucking matter.
From nothing we came, to nothing is where we’ll return
(I feel sick).
From nothing we came, to nothing is where we’ll return
(I wish I was dead).
Atheist or Catholic, it doesn’t fucking matter.
Capitalist or Communist, it doesn’t fucking matter.
Sadist or masochist, it doesn’t fucking matter.
Genius or illiterate, it doesn’t fucking matter.
From nothing we came, to nothing is where we’ll return
(I feel sick).
From nothing we came, to nothing is where we’ll return
(I wish I was dead).
From the tuppence you came, to the tuppence you long to return
(I feel sick).
From the tuppence you came, to the tuppence you long to return
(I wish I was dead).
Touch yourself or don’t, it doesn’t fucking matter.
It’s not that I can’t I won’t and, it doesn’t fucking matter.
Up in Heaven, down in Heck, it doesn’t fucking matter.
Broken heart or broken neck, doesn’t fucking matter.
We’re all gonna be dust anyway.
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