Free agents are the oldest people in the world But not jaded They learn to sit but not roll over and play dead They won't fade out Learn from what previously has happened in your life You can't fake it And how to swim up downstream rivers in weird states In your mind, your mind And feel like suffering inside And it's your eagerness and maybe just your pride Nuns appear delighted, swearing high and just as wide And fear not slight remission Life is like a slot machine All goes up and down as in a dream Simmer it through an aerosol spray And all free agents know the way to fly Fly We all shine on like diamond rings Never been to heaven but I heard good things Alright