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?