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Making A Killing

Hey Big Booze, don't run away,
How many did you kill today?
Perhaps ten thousand, maybe more,
Just like you did the day before?
Selling poison to the kids,  
Telling lies and spreading fibs,  
Killing people night and day,  
Spreading misery every way,
Making every problem worse,
Putting people in a hearse,
Killing people in a crash,
Just so you can have more cash,
But in the end you're gonna lose.
We're gonna boycott all your booze,
So you can watch your profits shrink,
We just don't need your rotten drink.
Written by weaver
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