so spoiled
keys to every city
an all access pass to the world
yet still you want more
and worse yet you want it handed to you
as if we're in Your debt.

when you owe US everything
we build the pedestals
we form the lines
we donate our treasure
and provide the servants
when all we ask
is that you be Interesting
that you play the songs Right.
tell us the story
layout our future
we don't care if it's good
we just want it done Right

but turn on the lights
and we'll scatter like roaches