"Felix and the Nicelanders go hang out in their homes, which he's just fixed, and everyone, you know. They go to their homes, I go to mine which happens to be a dump and when I say "a dump", I don't mean like a shabby place, I mean an actual dump, where the garbage goes and a bunch of bricks and smashed building parts, that's what I call home. I guess I can't bellyache too much, I got my bricks, I got my stump, it looks uncomfortable, it's actually fine, I'm good. But, if I'm really honest with myself, I see Felix up there getting patted on the back, people giving him pie, thanking him and so happy to see him all the time, (spoken) sometimes I think, man, it sure must be nice being the good guy."