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Won't you forget about me when I'm gone?
Reproduction of death drags us all along
Close your eyes, pretend that nothing's wrong
Won't you forget about me? Damn
Won't you forget about me when I'm gone?

Stomp your feet, nod your head and we all move on
Close your eyes, pretend damn
Hey won't you sell me cheap bubble-gum?
I'm going out of my head

Hey won't you sell me cheap bubble-gum?
I'm going out
Hey won't you sell me cheap bubble-gum?
Going out of my head
Hey won't you sell?

Won't you forget about me when I'm gone?
Reproduction of death forces us all in line
An installment plan on suicide
Won't you forget about me? Damn

Hey won't you sell me cheap bubble-gum?
I'm going out of my head
Hey won't you sell me cheap bubble-gum?
I'm going out
Hey won't you sell me cheap bubble-gum?
I'm going out of my head
Hey won't you sell?

Won't you forget about me when I'm gone?
Lost all hope and dreams in this killing zone
Won't you forget about me when I'm gone?
Let's pretend that we all get along

Won't you forget about me when I'm gone?
Won't you forget about me when I'm gone?
Won't you forget about me?

Won't you forget about me when I'm gone?
Won't you forget about me when I'm gone?
Won't you forget about me when I'm gone? Yeah

Won't you forget about me?
Won't you forget about me?
Won't you forget about me?
Won't you forget about me?

Hey won't you sell?