You can look outside,
You can see a lot of things,
like clouds, cars, roofs,
and goddamn turbine spinning rings,
You see smoke clouds, mountains, bricks and stone,
Sattellite dish and garbage can.
You can even see some stars
If you can see anything through the bars,
You can see a place to go,
If only you didn't feel like lumpy, stupid dough.
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