It's not the life that gets you It's just really hard to tell How all those stories that they sell you Seem to suit us oh so well And when the hero's left in ashes And the villain of the piece Can make away with all her booty To the sunny shores of Greece Well if it turned out fifty-fifty There'd be justice done at least

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Fifty-fifty extra nifty This world's not fair We've debauched and depraved her Even-steven who do you believe in? Why shouldn't things be unfair In my favor?

But the good guys always triumph And the bad guys always fail And half of us get prison While the rest of us post bail If it would turn out even-steven That would balance out the scales

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