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I could come up with some invention or theory Be the star of some hip TV series Make a million, be sure of my place in Posterity and the heart of the nation. But when the reaper comes to collect you Hey man, where will it get you? 'Cause in the end, I'm sure all you'll remember Is who you loved And who'll never forget you' No I don't need much To make feel good No I don't need Anything but love.............. From Letras Mania