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You said no class in action,
but success means cashmere.
You know my humor's passion,
so you may shake my speare.
You get no satisfation, but
success means cashmere.
Don a smile as if I'm paid to,
Admit I'm wrong cause they say to.
Before you size me up you better get close enough.
We're worshipped like gods, and I treated you so.
On inverse coins, because I live to serve.
Massage our loins, and you live to deserve.
It's lonely at the top, where we're worshipped like gods.
It's lonely at the top, where our lightning never stops.
Let it rain, let it rain.
And as he walks on by the hospital, where far far elegies toll.
Past the office building glass, you gotta squint to see past.
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