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New Wavered 25-09-1997


 

 

 

The world is full of questions, they fill me with fear

How come some romances only last for a year

Is there a new gauge? Is it Robocop?

But one question bothers me far more than this lot

 

What rationality has the conspiracy?

Wherefore shall it leadeth me?

Is there a savey Davey baby?

And has Paul really gone overseas?

 

Everyone is searching for a reason to exist

Gainful employment is high on the list

Karl didn't neccessarily invent sociology,

I wonder what Ayn was like when she was pissed!

But there's a much bigger problem.

Do you get the gist?

 

What's the plot?

When's it stop?

What logistics has it got?

What's the plot?

When's it stop?

All this speculation is giving me knots!

 

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