Fucking Banks

I can't get over the sadness that she's gone. But then i think about her walking out of that bank, 60 years old, that bag full of money. And i have to say that she went out doing what she loved,. We'll never understand it, but she was doing what she love. I wish i could write her a note and say, good for you, my sweet peg. Good for you. If you can take advantage of the things that normally oppress you and turn them around and get three thousand 473 dollars every once in a while, anyone, without hurting anyone, without threatening anyone, without making it dramatic in any way, you an get that paper. Girl