.There's a worthless rag in this town,
It ain't no news source,
A cluttered mess that I don't want to read.
I don't know how they sell copies. But there's a new one everyday
A good old fashioned waste of trees, and the proof is coming off on my hands. Shouldn't expect much for fifty cent.
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