So many drains goin down in the Earth
Tell me good mama does it hurt?
So many birds flyin' up in the sky
I wonder where the music goes to dies
So many keys hangin' off of my ring
So many stars hung up on the sky
I wonder where they go when they die
So bands drivin' ‘round in their vans
Filling up their plans with some fans
So many cost hung up on alone/together alone
Tell me why you can't go home
So many bells ringin' into my ears
It's the alarm goin' off on my career
So many wells dug deep in the Earth
Tell me good mama does it hurt?