They've got the package
I can't get a view
Blocked from every angle
No way to get through

They're tearing it open
I wish i could see
"If you want the prize,
you'd best follow me."

We stroll from the scene
And he thumbs down a ride
"Oh what are we doing?
Lets go back inside

For they have found treasures
And secrets and pleasures
I know it's a mess sure
But such fortune to measure!"

.....

"Trust me."




And the gold put the wealthy in it's pocket.
As the peasant walked homebound with his hands in his.