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In light of the recent tone of Gnet and in keeping with the tradition of using excellent lyrics to describe it, I must quote:
"You gotta be crazy,
you gotta have a real need.
You gotta sleep on your toes,
and when you're on the street,
You gotta be able
to pick out the easy meat
with your eyes closed.
And then moving in silently,
down wind and out of sight,
You gotta strike
when the moment is right
without thinking.
And after a while,
you can work on points for style.
Like the club tie,
and the firm handshake,
A certain look in the eye
and an easy smile.
You have to be trusted
by the people that you lie to,
So that when they turn their backs on you,
You'll get the chance
to put the knife in.
You gotta keep one eye
looking over your shoulder.
You know it's going to get harder,
and harder,
and harder as you
get older."
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