"There've been times when I wander
And times when I don't
Concepts I'll ponder
And concepts I won't ever see
God isn't one of these
Former or latter
Which did you think I meant
It doesn't matter to me
Bug, It doesn't matter
Bug, It doesn't matter
Bug, it doesn't matter
(Thoughts faded)
Bug, it doesn't matter
(Overrated)
Gold in my hand
In a country pool
Standing and waving
The rain, wind on the runway
Spending or saving
Credit or debt
Which did you think I meant
Nothing I see can be taken from me."
From the sociology experiment in Peoria
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