Some folks prefer to spend their lives alone
To seek a secret reason for events well-known...

If you ask me how I want to die,
I will tell you...

Oh, money, the life-giving juice of society!
It brings us its blessings of every variety...

Some people are afraid of ghosts,
And spirits, ghouls and orbs...

If life you want to enjoy
And your future don't wish to destroy...

Some people, when they feel like sh*t inside,
Start thinking of committing suicide...

If at home you sit moping around,
Putting on one big pound after pound...

When choosing a friend or a lover,
Don't judge ye the book by its cover...

Few things in life can ever be so very hard
As bursting forth a flower in the prison yard...

At times I think of what would be
A better choice of destiny...

When I was young
I had a dream...

We only seem to be as free
As our bank accounts let us be...