 You say you haven't been the same since you had your little crash, but you might feel better if they gave you some cash. The more I think about it, oh, then it was right. Let's kill all the loggers, kill them tonight. You don't want to work, you want to live like a king, but the big bad world doesn't owe you a thing. Get over it. Get over it. You don't want to play, then you might as well play. Get over it. Get over it.