 But even though they say, God, I love you. I wanna follow you. They say, God, here's my fists and they're clenched. I wanna follow you my way, my time, my conditions, my agenda. I'm not gonna move out from my girlfriend. I'm not gonna let you mess with my money. And I've got my future pretty well laid out, but I'd really like to get into heaven. And if I get into ICU, I could really use some help. But it's on my terms, of course. And you know what happens to the PVC pipe?