100 People

We asked 100 people to name as many ways
to live their life by

They were gripped with the fear of existence and essence
No-one knows why

There are people that count
Every single amount
Of everything
But they're missing the point
And they don't really count
In the scheme of things

There are 100 people just waiting for questions
Out there somewhere

And nobody knows who they are
That's how they like it, they don't care

We asked 100 people to give us the answers
To everything

And they duly obliged so we know how to live
Everybody sing

There are people that count
Every single amount
Of everything
But they're missing the point
And they don't really count
In the scheme of things



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