We built factories, and we lost the purity of our air.
We built churches, and we lost our spirituality.
We killed animals, and we lost some friends.
We ate, and we lost our freedom.
We worked, and we lost our time.
We downloaded too many mp3, and we lost our job.
She went to NYC, and she lost her suitcase.
He played in the sand, and he lost his micromachine.
We shitted, and we lost what was dearest to us.
She spoke to him, and she lost her patience.
He spoke to her, and he lost the plot.
We fell in love, and we lost our minds.
We fell from the stairs, and we lost a leg.
We fell asleep, and we lost the bus.
I threw acid on his face, and he lost an eye.
He forgot where he parked his car, and he lost it.
He was walking down the street, and he lost his shoes.
He was sleeping with his friend, and he lost his underwear.
We went to a barbecue party, and we lost her granny.
We lost too much in this world, and we are left with nix…nixzine!
Love and kitsch
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