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Death in the afternoon Oh no, it seems to me to be so inhuman Death in the afternoon I guess we all should have seen it coming. Everybody's always saying things are changing (And not a minute too soon) I've been looking Å'round but only see the same thing. Another death in the afternoon. Death in the afternoon Oh no, there's murder in the hearts of many And blood on the hands of few, Oh no, and the pity is, there isn't any. In a carnival that never, ever closes There's no shortage of faceless victims Sure it's a freak show but, honey, ain't that showbiz. Convince yourself you're so different. You are. Human suffering makes good entertainment If you can package it all up neatly Let all the media boys make the arrangements The truth gets covered completely. Death in the afternoon And it's coast-to-coast on all the networks And into your living room- The ancient Romans took out all the guesswork. From Letras Mania