Answer:
What comes one time in today, three times in tomorrow and never in the future?
Who plays when he works and works when he plays?
I look at you, you look at me, I raise my right, you raise your left
It belongs to you, but other people use it more than you do. What is it?
I cannot be felt, seen or touched; Yet I can be found in everybody; My existence is always in debate; Yet there is a style of music named after me.
Within, I clean all that is bad and is old. I make juice that’s the color of gold. Should I die, a filter machine would you need assembled to replace me and beans I resemble.