EVERY SINGLE FACE IN THIS CROWD OF FOOLS…
WITH THEIR VACANT BLANK STARES
AND EXPRESSIONLESS VIEWS…
HAVE GOT BLINDERS ON…
THEIR MINDS ARE GONE…
CAPTURED BY THE PENNY
AND THE SING ALONG SONG…
THEY FOLLOW THE GOLD
DOWN THE YELLOW BRICK ROAD…
PLACING FAITH IN THE PROMISE OF A VIABLE SOUL…
SO MANY UNDERESTIMATED ARE LATER FILLED WITH DOUBT…
THEY’VE BUILT THEMSELVES INTO A BOX
WHILE TRYING TO FIGURE THIS OUT.