This is one of those "Though I'm poor, I am free" songs—when I lived in Chicago I used to constantly walk past these same homeless kids, and this is a song for them.
lyrics
Crystal decadenz, ease into freedom
Hold it, hit it
It's just like kindness to give many a try
Sitting up with the wind to the west
We've been hateful children in the past
Hating vulgarity, we hate our similarities
Tearing apart the day into abstracts
Poor guys they were
Quitting righteousness to seize the day
It's a waste to know only one thing well
Why call yourself zealous
It's the money man
Till the money goes away
Trust the word, throw yourself to the stone
The ground is wet, feel the beat of the sun
We hate when we're ruined by mourning
We hate when worries get in the way
Let it go, look what you've got
Later in life we'll know we'll have a lot
You've got a lot but your plot did not clot
Just think of this: This is what made us!
Christ blame the way you swell when the subject comes up
And it's the wretched land, it's the wretched land
Sing for decadenz
It's a lucid case, don't you want to live in a lucid place
Walk upstairs, we know it's for the best
We hate our choices, we like the rest
Crystal decadenz, we live in true decadenz
We find things and nurse them alive
Hold it, hit it
We walk past the same door every time
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