I died a little today
Didn't get touch
My neighbor died too
No touch as such
The children are crying
They're losing their touch
Ugly folk are dying
No ugly touch much
The wives are dying
Their touch went away
Husbands are dying
(unless they can pay)
Poor folk are sighing
Less touch, more rage
Old folk are lying
(lyin' 'bout their age)
Who gets some touch?
Fat cats and cute girls
But they're dying too
No love in greed's world
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