STEVE NELSON - If You Break It, You Buy It Corners of a world connected by Quartars and other forms of world Order, all under control by your Lord, her, don't loiter She's green she pays to keep your hair Clean she feeds the fattening Street sweeps leaps your stocks to extremes in your sleep deprived little life Twisting shifting meaning of Buildings meant to symbolize Something something more than just Winning all the Timeshares babysitters and Glassware doing your hair when no One cares trying to win what is Not theirs, you better learn to ride a bike for your little life Ohhh ohhh ohh ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhhhhhh Horns of scorn for a lack of a Sworn love no matter how much you could Pour it's just not enough to be Born above the Seashore swimming down to the Sea floor digging up treasure from Before the day you were born and there's Still more to record of your little life ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhhhhhh ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhhhhhh Kissin' and talking into the Wind in high heeled kicks while you're Wishing that everyone here was Whistlin' and singin' with You though that ain't life or so I'm told the wind blows warm and it Gets cold time is an open window that won't close Hello, Welcome to your little life ohhhHHHHHhhhhhhooooooohhhhhh (during ohhhh's)