Feather

on judgement day the ancient egyptians say they weigh your heart against a feather if i had a car i'd drive to munich i'd take the back roads and i'd eat when i'm hungry and i'd sleep in my clothes and i'd catch hell for it when i got home i suppose but it's my soul it's my soul it's my soul it's my soul it's my soul it's my soul and if i won the lottery i'd just give it all away and i'd hang out with the bums in the park all day and i'd sleep under a bridge somewhere and that's the way i'd save my soul save my soul save my soul save my soul save my soul bum be dum dum be dum dum dum dum be dum dum be dum dum dum