Money's the solution, curing all the ails of the nation. But what about the hearts of man?

In your heart there is innocence waiting to be free.

When he puts on that dress, he feels like a princess.

Compared to the bugs and the spiders and flies, I am an apeman.

Surviving, that's my plan.

Life had become a reproduction: it was not the real thing.

Newsmen winding up the nation, a little bad news helps circulation, pass on the panic to the population.