Pretty soon your fame will fade away
Not long after that you'll likely die
No one at your funeral will cry
Somebody will put you in a grave
And the world will be a better place
The world will be a better place
As you look up from this grave you're in
You'll see faces notice gold clad skin
But you won't see any faces frown
They won't see much else when they look down
And the world will be a better place
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