3000 years old and still not old, Longer than a river in a single bowl. Twisted by Italy, slurped by Japan. Guess my name if you can.

I’m yesterday’s story that refuses to fade, of kingdoms that rose and empires that decayed.

I'm screwed in the neck of a stitched-together bloke, and I'm the Jamaican who left the whole world in his smoke.

For a band like Devo, they’re new

You can decorate your home with it. You can make it yourself, but sometimes pay millions for it. A lot of them became popular only after the person that made them passed away.