drug drug me too, the way i like too, sounds familiar, but i was looking at the news, the harvest of the Afghani's, ten years later the yield is even greater, is there anything we can do, reports and consultant fees and all the other excesses, the same old voices pretend to offer wisdom, the situation keeps getting worse and worse, until common sense came to town, what you mean there is another opinion we dont know, heads look up to heaven shaking the head, if he ever finds out the truth, we'll all be looking for our heads...
and this is it, simple, but the truth is always simple, no complications at all, for all the money they spend on security, they could have bought all those harvests for thousands of years, and guess who'd be out of a job, we can't listen to this, just drug the kids instead, give them telly stars and all the rest, keep them busy till they get into bed...not really an option anymore, or will you try to drug me, like you did before...and they say they love their children, well, love love me too.....
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