They love, they steal.
They blow, they feel.
In touch to do, do more.

They won, they drill.
They drive; they heal
the wild life and such.

The lack of pain, the secret fame,
above o-other things.
All the doctors, lawyers wanting and want ya
Miss Fitz Palms ain’t this.

A person lives alright.
A person lives alright.
A person lives alright.
People never done a good thing.

They grab, they sue.
They guilt, they do.
As they lead there as they can.

They drink, they glow.
They sing you both,
in order to the things they planned.

They addicted to convenience
and circ**stances way used in a base down.
Someone take us all away.
We’ve been pawned, we’ve been safer.

A person lives alright.
A person lives alright.
A person lives alright.
People never done a good thing.

You’re only rich when you’re asleep baby,
when you’re asleep baby.

We’re intruders in this land,