ruling class that lives as ruling classes have lived in all times while, beneath them, a semihuman mass of semislaves exists on the leavings. It’s

Oh why is the color
Of this or that 
The focus
Oh on the real realm
Of space invaders
You came to my Neptune s
And rocked
But like a bottle lay
Silent in the pack of so
Many flowers
Which you could be smelling today
Oh put me in water
As you picked me
So like a fish I don't be
Without air in my fins
So I don't be just a moment
Or a memory to you and what you ice knew
In my depression blues.

They all got worry's but who started this in the first place them.

My favorite thing to do is not act - it&#39;s that simple.

Written By Sean Penn

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