It's as simple as something that nobody knows.
look at all those fancy clothes, but these clothes could keep us warm just like those, and what about your soul, is it gold? or is it straight from the mold and ready to be sold...

There were so many fewer questions when stars were still just the holes to heaven...�

"My friend told me later he got the chicken pox. I told him I caught politics and never got over it.�

"Well I know some people, they got a little less than nothing But still find some to spare- And other people got more than they could use... But they don't share"

There were so many fewer questions when stars were still just the holes to heaven.

"Such a tough enchiladia filled up with nota giving what you gotta give to get a dollar bill."

but everybody think that everybody knows about everybody else. nobody knows anything about themselves cause they're all worried about everybody else...

All the choices are made just purely on what seems like it would be fun. We don't always want to grow things. I think we're at a point where we feel pretty comfortable if we can keep things about the same.�