where it goes

I'll hang around

until I can find out

the point to this madness called life.

yours is quite possibly

the lamest escuse

that i have seen with my eyes.

i'd bet your dollar

that all of this squalor

was made up

to waste up your time

if you're a thinker

take that hook, line and sinker

out of your mouth and follow the line.

Nobody knows

where it goes

it just come down out of the sky

if it weren't there it wouldn't be truth i suppose

but it were

so it can't be a lie.

I need to get going

but i gotta find out

what the meaning to money and cents.

I guess greed found a coin

that doesn't exist

it's just made up as fast as its lent.

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