To Be Or Not To Be

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Ten men at the funeral queue
The great cadaver they do view
In the brain the blood clot
Another ten their livers rot
|:To be or not to be:|
A hundred revolution plot

Change the world without a shot
They dream of sweet revenge
Another hundred round the bend|:To be or not to be :|
A thousand haven’t got a friend

They’re lonely right until the end
A thousand fires on the railway line
A thousand bottles of red wine
A hundred thousand nights divine
A hundred thousand pearls and swinesA million tears

A million fears
A million laughs
A million cheers

|:To be or not to be:|If looks could kill a million spears

A million get me out of here
A billion heartbeats
A billion breaths
A billion pounds
They all invest|:To be or not to be:|