You don't think you packed everything you needed
When you say goodbye to home.
Domesticity chains thrown off,
chunks of metal on the cracked sidewalk.
Please avoid the corporate shills
with their grey hands and petticoats.
We're selling all my homes
We're looking with my love
We're living for my dreams
We're light and rising up
Stay gold, stay gold, stay gold.
Never get old.
Stay gold, stay gold, stay gold.
Don't do what you're told.
Hey wait! Did you turn the oven off before you left?

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