Seeing my calm, my soul and everything else
And in this market, makes it
Buy my soul to my calm, I can not
And in this market change is that
The drink in me, not my money, worth what
Looks like I lost my name and address, I am in the world
And I deserve it, I drive a sweet, a train
I love it, bullet, ball, and a
I dollar in March, and Yene, trade vitem
(golden calf is our God and all his children

Come worship)

Our Father who art on earth, I want the sky
Here on Earth