In wanting everything
we dilute the importance
of thing.
For you, for me, for everybody.
You want what they have,
well,
let ’em have it.
Because you didn’t bake
what came out their oven.
I said get your hands
out the dang cookie jar!
You’re spoilt like the milk
that you weren’t ready to drink.
Wash your hands at the sink
you’ll see
you want
one thing.