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NONE OF IT MATTERS

the tv is broken i've got nothing to do
can you think of anything novel or new
clean living is dead or at least drunk in the alley
who makes your bed? do you keep a tally?
i saw your brother with the neighborhood whore
saw your father at the dirty book store
saw your mother cry a mother's tears
saw your sister, she's put on some years
none of it matters, all of it's real
try not to think, try not to feel

1,2,3,4 here we come
ready or not ain't crime fun
money money money there's never enough
hand it over honey we can get pretty rough
i saw your brother now he's all alone
i saw your father breathing hard on the phone
saw your mother in your uncle's bed
called for your sister they said she was dead
none of it matters, all of it's real
try not to think, try not to feel

find youreslf a job, find yourself a wife
have yourself some kids, pretend that's a life
god sits waiting in a church downtown
if you happen to see him, send him around
i saw your brother with a whole group of friends
saw your father he's working again
saw your mother with a smile in her eye
i prayed for your sister, we all know why
none of it matters, all of it's real
try not to think, try not to feel