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Jan 2015
Arms Dealers


So what I deal in weapons, yes I sell death

But does it not bother you about who uses them

Why should it, I'm in business to make money
If it wasn't me then it would be someone else

So what about all the hundreds of innocent men women
And children being slaughtered on a daily basis with
The weapons you sell

Well my friend view it this way, without me they
Would be getting chopped with machetes and axes
You could say I'm giving them a quick clean death

Please don't call me your friend. So you consider it right
That the five year old bloodstained girl in the photo
Had a quick clean death

Well she won't be able to have kids of her own now
She's dead. With the world population explosion I think
I'm helping governments out with my own method
Of birth control

How can you sleep at night with a clear conscience

Its easy, I just sell a product, its not me who pulls the trigger
Now excuse me I have an appointment
Joe Cole
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Joe Cole  Horsham Sussex
(Horsham Sussex)   
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