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The bellman tips his hat To the man with the money Who gives generously With a black glove on his hand Nightmares of creatures That fly and screech Hide in the sewers With the crocs and cats Love to smile Two stunning scars Painted faces and masks Guns that dress Just to impress This is politics We don't talk here Words are just walls We've all got two sides We're neither fair Nor sane Asylums and islands Meant for criminals And those with your past Watch your parents die Bathe in their blood As you weep over the corpse Oh, how do you manage? A monster of men Cares not for questions About his collateral damage Nim