I have three words, but they don't mean nothin'. They've been used before too many times by too many people saying too much, saying nothing at all. I have only three words. If I were wealthy, I'd cast these words in gold. You'd have something forever. You'd have something to hold. And when the times grew hard, you could trade these words for bread. But I am not wealthy. I have only three words. If I were a poet, I'd give these words meaning, surround them with new words that you never have heard, make a shiny new something from an old tired nothing. But I am no poet. I have only three words. If I were a carpenter, I'd carve these words in wood. You'd have something real. You'd have something good. And when the times grew cold, you could throw them in the fire, and they would keep you warm. But I am no carpenter. I have only three words.