The lyrics of “Peaches” discuss a man moving to the country to eat vast quantities of canned peaches at no cost to him. Briefly mentioned is the hard-working American man who cans the peaches in a factory downtown. The narrator also speculates that a finger sized hole in a singular peach may hold an ideal hiding spot for an ant. He then warns the listener; “Look out!” he calls. There’s a finite number of free peaches for him. Luckily, that number is in the millions.

You can’t believe everything you read on the internet, but I’m relatively certain this phenomenon was directly caused by joestanley, cat, andersn, turner, and Alex moving from Richmond to NY and taking all their deep sadness with them. It may or may not have been exacerbated by the unhappiness they feel about their lack of access to good fried chicken. Sorry NY!