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Weird Al Yankovich
The real Slim Shady


''May i have your attention please..

May i have your attention please..

Will that big Slim Shady please shut up?

I repeat...

Will that big Slim Shady please shut up?

We're gonna have a problem here...''

Y'all act like ya never heard a white person before/
Rhymes with 4/
14 minutes are up so i got one more/
I had to come back and now i'm worse than before/
I'll make you snore because my tired song is boring you/
It's the return of the../
Ah wait, hold on, don't try that/
You heard what he sounds like, you really gonna buy that?/
And Doc. Dre does../
Everything you idiot/
How would i sound if Dre didn't lay the beats down?/
The world has had enough/
Eminem/
Soundin' like a 12 yr old girl on helium/
Look at him/
Walkin' around tryin' to kiss Dre's ass/
Tryin'to impress you/
(he's so weak though)
I put 'Casino on Blast' on my new CD/
Cos i tried to hit on her but she rejected me/
Sometime i want to jump on the stage and just let loose/
But i can't/
Cos i sound like a squirell humping the leg of a dead moose/
This song is on your nerves/
This song is on your nerves/
I know i'm lucky 'cos i got more fame than i deserve/
And that's the message i'm trying to give to little kids/
You can be famous and never know what talent is/
Of course they're gonna like me/
Cos i'm like a cartoon version of Ricky Shortah/
When he was on silver spoons/
I ain't nothin but a product/
Package to be bought of/
You know a year from now i won't be thought of/
But i write about dead animals/
And cannibals/
Cos that'll shock people and sell records/
Hmm..I hope/
So if i can be ridiculous/
And talentless/
I guess no-one is hopeless/
Look how bad this song is!/

I'm Slim Shady/
and yes i'm real grating/
I talk like Peter Brady/
And it's irritating/
I know you're sayin'/
Slim Shady please shut up/
please shut up/

Well i'm Slim Shady/
and yes i'm real grating/
I talk like Peter Brady/
And it's irritating/
I know you're sayin'/
Slim Shady please shut up/
please shut up/
please shut up/

...

You really have to hear the song though. It frequents on Kazaa (Lite, of course) and Morpheus pretty well.

Edited by [S]upreme[B]eing²ºº², 01 May 2004 - 04:01 AM.

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Wolverine Blues by Entombed

What you believe is the vanity you conceive
What you love you don't pen
to put in a cage is to put to an end
Enamoured of the passion
life-sucking lust
you will never gain my trust
I'm a misanthropical breed
insatiable in my need to feed
Utterly fearless for your luscious flesh
I've got am appetite like a war
and I always hunger for more

Vicious mammal
the blood is my call
pound for pound
I am the most vicious of all

i think i'm drowning
asphyxiated
i wanna break this spell
that you've created

you're something beautiful
a contradiction
i wanna play the game
i wan't the friction

you will be the death of me
you will be the death of me

bury it
i won't let you bury it
i won't let smother it
i won't let you murder it

our time is running out
our time is running out
you can't push it underground
you can't stop it screaming out

i wanted freedom
bound and restricted
i tried to give you up
but i'm addicted

now that you know i'm trapped
sense of elation
you'd never dream of
breaking this fixation

you will squeeze the life out of me

bury it
i won't let you bury it
i won't let you smother it
i won't let you murder it

and our time is running out
and our time is running out
you can't push it underground
you can't stop it screaming out
how did it come to this?
ooooohh

you will suck the life out of me

bury it
i won't let you bury it
i won't let you smother it
i won't let you murder it

and our time is running out
and our time is running out
you can't push it underground
you can't stop it screaming out
how did it come to this?
ooooohh

I hate Muse.

hey, atleast they're better than The Darkness

They're just boring. That's mostly it. I don't find them to be too derivative of Radiohead, though they are at times. But they bore me. But that is a good point, about them not being The Darkness. I hate the Darkness the worst.

^ Right ALL RIGHT FUCKIN RIGHT!

Televators
Mars Volta
De-Loused in the Comatorium

Just as he hit
The ground
They lowered a tow that
Stuck in his neck to the gills
Fragments of sobriquets
riddle me this
three half eaten corneas
who hit the aureole
Stalk the ground
Stalk the ground
You should have seen
The curse that flew right by you
Page of concrete
Stained walks crutch in hobbled sway
Auto-da-fe
A capillary hint of red
Only this manupod
Crescent in shape has escaped
The house half the way
Fell empty with teeth
That split both his lips
Mark these words
One day this chalk outline will circle this city
Was he robbed of the asphalt that cushioned his face
A room colored charlatan
Hid in a safe
Stalk the ground
Stalk the ground
You should have seen
The curse that flew right by you
Page of concrete
Stain walks crutch in hobbled sway
Auto-da-fe
A capillary hint of red
Only this manupod
Crescent in shape
Has escaped
Pull the pins
Save your grace
Mark these words
On his grave
You should have seen
The curse that flew right by you
Page of concrete
Stain walks crutch in hobbled sway
Auto-da-fe
A capillary hint of red
Everyone knows the last toes are
Always the coldest to go

Smells Like Nirvana
Wierd Al

What is this song all about?
Can’t figure any lyrics out
How do the words to it go?
I wish you’d tell me, I don’t know
Don’t know, don’t know, don’t know, oh no
Don’t know, don’t know, don’t know...

Now I’m mumblin’ and I’m screamin’
And I don’t know what I’m singin’
Crank the volume, ears are bleedin’
I still don’t know what I’m singin’
We’re so loud and incoherent
Boy, this oughta bug your parents
Yeah

It’s unintel-ligible
I just can’t get it through my skull
It’s hard to bargle nawdle zouss(? )
With all these marbles in my mouth
Don’t know, don’t know, don’t know, oh no
Don’t know, don’t know, don’t know...

Well, we don’t sound like madonna
Here we are now, we’re nirvana
Sing distinctly? we don’t wanna
Buy our album, we’re nirvana
A garage band from seattle
Well, it sure beats raising cattle
Yeah

And I forgot the next verse
Oh well, I guess it pays to rehearse
The lyric sheet’s so hard to find
What are the words? oh, nevermind
Don’t know, don’t know, don’t know, oh no
Don’t know, don’t know, don’t know...

Well, I’m yellin’ and we’re playin’
But I don’t know what I’m sayin’
What’s the message I’m conveyin’?
Can you tell me what I’m sayin’?
So have you got some idea?
Didn’t think so -- well, I’ll see ya
Sayonara, sayonara
Ayonawa, odinawa
Odinaya, yodinaya
Yaddayadda, yaaahyaaah
Ayaaaaaah!

-Frank

^^ mars Volta saw them once live (support by the red hot chili peppers) and they are so BORING!!!

Edguy - The Pharaoh - Burning Down The Opera (Live) (2003) or Mandrake

[Sammet]

From the cradle of silence and of light
It took a birth in human blood
Angels cried!
To the ages of violence and of hate
To explore the left hand path I came alive

Into my striding, the shell of a God in the cold
My soul is just hiding
My spirit haunting on to control

[Chorus]
Flame of the Nile, fire in the darkness
To swallow the light
Behold the ghost of a God
God from the Nile, eternally roaming
To swallow the light
Behold the spirit of a Pharaoh,
Pharaoh, pharaoh, no!

[Solo]

To the world of Spirits he's sailing on and on
Why magician don't you feel they broke the seal
Cyril's facing the tyrant everywhere
Far away from his grave, Seth is free

Roaming through ages
Begetting advice for your Kings, yow...
Leading the stages
Of history that's bound to my strings, no, no, no...

[Chorus]

[solo: Jens]

Don't you see that it's coming, it's near
The wise man screamed in the noble chamber
Just a parrot in a rich man's cage
He's a jester on the court
The wise man died and the seance went on
And the red one reigned in the noble chamber
In dreams of a masterplan
For a billion parrots in a big cage

Afraid of the eyes that shine in the darkness
You don't realize, afraid in the haze
You point at the man that grins in your nightmare
And don't realize the mirror you gaze into
You don't wanna see the spirits behind sceneries

[Solo/Instrumental Break]

"To the world of Spirits he's sailing on and on
Why magician don't you feel... they broke the seal
Cyril's facing the tyrant everywhere
Far away from his grave, Seth is free"

[Solo]

I guide your away I make you stay alive
My servants taught you know how to survive
The way of light is food for your soul
But it's your belly that's taken control
No guiding light would shine anymore
It's just the Red God replacing the core
He'll rise again to open up the gate
We have to learn for our future, our fate...

Ohhh...

[Solo]

[Chorus]

Ohhh...Yeah...!

The ghost of a God...
Slave to the pyramid...

None of those lyrics are even mildly entertaining. I'll have to show everyone what true poetic genius is:

I like big butts and I can not lie
You other brothers can't deny
That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waste
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung!
Wanna pull up tough
'Cause you notice that butt was stuffed
Deep in the jeans she's wearing
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring
Oh baby, I wanna get wit'cha
And take your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me
But with that butt you got makes
Ooh, Rump-o'-smooth-skin
You say you wanna get in my Benz?
Well, use me, use me
'Cause you ain't that average groupy
I've seen them dancin'
The hell with romancin'
She's wet, wet,
Got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette
I'm tired of magazines
Sayin' flat butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back
So, fellas! (Yeah!) Fellas! (Yeah!)
Has your girlfriend got the butt? (Hell yeah!)
Tell 'em to shake it! (Shake it!) Shake it! (Shake it!)
Shake that healthy butt!
Baby got back!

LA face with Oakland booty

Baby got back!

I like 'em round, and big
And when I'm throwin' a gig
I just can't help myself, I'm actin' like an animal
Now here's my scandal
I wanna get you home
And ugh, double-up, ugh, ugh
I ain't talkin' bout Playboy
'Cause silicone parts are made for toys
I want 'em real thick and juicy
So find that juicy double
Mix-a-Lot's in trouble
Beggin' for a piece of that bubble
So I'm lookin' at rock videos
Watchin' these bimbos walkin' like hoes
You can have them bimbos
I'll keep my women like Flo Jo
A word to the thick soul sistas, I wanna get with ya
I won't cuss or hit ya
But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna fuck
Til the break of dawn
Baby got it goin' on
A lot of simps won't like this song
'Cause them punks like to hit it and quit it
And I'd rather stay and play
'Cause I'm long, and I'm strong
And I'm down to get the friction on
So, ladies! {Yeah!} Ladies! {Yeah}
If you wanna role in my Mercedes {Yeah!}
Then turn around! Stick it out!
Even white boys got to shout
Baby got back!

Baby got back!
Yeah, baby ... when it comes to females, Cosmo ain't got nothin'
to do with my selection. 36-24-36? Ha ha, only if she's 5'3".

So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin' workout tapes by Fonda
But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda
My anaconda don't want none
Unless you've got buns, hon
You can do side bends or sit-ups,
But please don't lose that butt
Some brothers wanna play that "hard" role
And tell you that the butt ain't go
So they toss it and leave it
And I pull up quick to retrieve it
So Cosmo says you're fat
Well I ain't down with that!
'Cause your waste is small and your curves are kickin'
And I'm thinkin' bout stickin'
To the beanpole dames in the magazines:
You ain't it, Miss Thing!
Give me a sista, I can't resist her
Red beans and rice didn't miss her
Some knucklehead tried to dis
'Cause his girls are on my list
He had game but he chose to hit 'em
And I pull up quick to get wit 'em
So ladies, if the butt is round,
And you want a triple X throw down,
Dial 1-900-MIXALOT
And kick them nasty thoughts
Baby got back!

Little in the middle but she got much back

Little in the middle but she got much back

Little in the middle but she got much back

Little in the middle but she got much back

I hope you guys realise just how shit all the lyrics you posted are now.

The boy was in the hallway drinking a glass of tea
From the other end of the hallway a rhythm was generating
Another boy was sliding up the hallway
He merged perfectly with the hallway,
He merged perfectly, the mirror in the hallway

The boy looked at Johnny, Johnny wanted to run,
but the movie kept moving as planned
The boy took Johnny, he pushed him against the locker,
He drove it in, he drove it home, he drove it deep in Johnny
The boy disappeared, Johnny fell on his knees,
started crashing his head against the locker,
started crashing his head against the locker,
started laughing hysterically

When suddenly Johnny gets the feeling he's being surrounded by
horses, horses, horses, horses
coming in in all directions
white shining silver studs with their nose in flames,
He saw horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses.
Do you know how to pony like bony maroney
Do you know how to twist, well it goes like this, it goes like this
Baby mash potato, do the alligator, do the alligator
And you twist the twister like your baby sister
I want your baby sister, give me your baby sister, dig your baby sister
Rise up on her knees, do the sweet pea, do the sweet pee pee,
Roll down on her back, got to lose control, got to lose control,
Got to lose control and then you take control,
Then you're rolled down on your back and you like it like that,
Like it like that, like it like that, like it like that,
Then you do the watusi, yeah do the watusi

Life is filled with holes, Johnny's laying there, his sperm coffin
Angel looks down at him and says, “Oh, pretty boy,
Can't you show me nothing but surrender ?”
Johnny gets up, takes off his leather jacket,
Taped to his chest there's the answer,
You got pen knives and jack knives and
Switchblades preferred, switchblades preferred
Then he cries, then he screams, saying
Life is full of pain, I'm cruisin' through my brain
And I fill my nose with snow and go Rimbaud,
Go Rimbaud, go Rimbaud,
And go Johnny go, and do the watusi, oh do the watusi

There's a little place, a place called space
It's a pretty little place, it's across the tracks,
Across the tracks and the name of the place is you like it like that,
You like it like that, you like it like that, you like it like that,
And the name of the band is the
Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes,
Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes

Baby calm down, better calm down,
In the night, in the eye of the forest
There's a mare black and shining with yellow hair,
I put my fingers through her silken hair and found a stair,
I didn't waste time, I just walked right up and saw that
up there -- there is a sea
up there -- there is a sea
up there -- there is a sea
the sea's the possibility
There is no land but the land
(up there is just a sea of possibilities)
There is no sea but the sea
(up there is a wall of possibilities)
There is no keeper but the key
(up there there are several walls of possibilities)
Except for one who seizes possibilities, one who seizes possibilities.
(up there)
I seize the first possibility, is the sea around me
I was standing there with my legs spread like a sailor
(in a sea of possibilities) I felt his hand on my knee
(on the screen)
And I looked at Johnny and handed him a branch of cold flame
(in the heart of man)
The waves were coming in like Arabian stallions
Gradually lapping into sea horses
He picked up the blade and he pressed it against his smooth throat
(the spoon)
And let it deep in
(the veins)
Dip in to the sea, to the sea of possibilities
It started hardening
Dip in to the sea, to the sea of possibilities
It started hardening in my hand
And I felt the arrows of desire

I put my hand inside his cranium, oh we had such a brainiac-amour
But no more, no more, I gotta move from my mind to the area
(go Rimbaud go Rimbaud go Rimbaud)
And go Johnny go and do the watusi,
Yeah do the watusi, do the watusi ...
Shined open coiled snakes white and shiny twirling and encircling
Our lives are now entwined, we will fall yes we're together twining
Your nerves, your mane of the black shining horse
And my fingers all entwined through the air,
I could feel it, it was the hair going through my fingers,
(I feel it I feel it I feel it I feel it)
The hairs were like wires going through my body
I I that's how I
that's how I
I died
(at that Tower of Babel they knew what they were after)
(they knew what they were after)
[Everything on the current] moved up
I tried to stop it, but it was too warm, too unbelievably smooth,
Like playing in the sea, in the sea of possibility, the possibility
Was a blade, a shiny blade, I hold the key to the sea of possibilities
There's no land but the land

looked at my hands, and there's a red stream
that went streaming through the sands like fingers,
like arteries, like fingers
(how much fits between the eyes of a horse?)
He lay, pressing it against his throat (your eyes)
He opened his throat (your eyes)
His vocal chords started shooting like (of a horse) mad pituitary glands
The scream he made (and my heart) was so high (my heart) pitched that nobody heard,
No one heard that cry,
No one heard (Johnny) the butterfly flapping in his throat,
(His fingers)
Nobody heard, he was on that bed, it was like a sea of jelly,
And so he seized the first
(his vocal chords shot up)
(possibility)
(like mad pituitary glands)
It was a black tube, he felt himself disintegrate
(there is nothing happening at all)
and go inside the black tube, so when he looked out into the steep
saw this sweet young thing (Fender one)
Humping on the parking meter, leaning on the parking meter

In the sheets
there was a man
dancing around
to the simple
Rock & roll
song

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Nothing compared to darkfire's one, though

Baby got jack.
Weird Al Yankovic.

Yo ULONDA!
Check that home girl's butt out!
Um hm girl!
It's so flat!
You tell it like it is IEESHA!
She looks like one of them.....lawyer's girlfriends,
Her butt, is just so SMALL!
We're talking slim pickin's girl!
What up Ieesha?
Where is it?
I don't even....see it!
LOOK!
Girl! She's just so....WHITE!
I like small butts,
that I can not lie,
You honkies can't deny!
And when a girl walks in with an itty-bitty waist,
And a big thing in your face, I get sick!
'Cause I'd like a toothpick,
I'd beat that booty with a stick!
Even the jeans she's wearing,
Her pants, they're almost tearing.
No, baby, I want a flat booty,
That's tooty fruity!
Those honkies tried to warn me,
that butt you got is...
[White guy]
OOH! SO CORNY!
Ooh! Chicken smooth skin,
You say you wanna get in my olds?
Well, pack me, pack me
'Cause you ain't that average chickety!
To Hell with romancin'!
I'll take her wallet dancin'!
RICH! BITCH!
I'll dick with her money, ditch!
So tired of Ebony!
Black butts are not my theme!
If you ask me what my flavor is,
I'll tell you it's Vanilla Ice Cream!
So Honkies!
[Honkies]
Yeah?
Honkies!
[Honkies]
Yeah?
Does your girlfriend have a big butt?
So shrink it, shrink it,
So I can get right down and dink it!
Baby got Jack!
White honkies with a real small booty,
White honkies with a real small booty,
Baby got Jack!
White honkies with a real small booty,
White honkies with a real small booty,
I like 'em flat,
And small!
And when I'm in the mall,
I just can't help myself,
I'm doing to dog-pound call!
BARK! BARK! BARK!
Don't like her sister,
Who farts while playing Twister!
I wish those bins would miss her!
But Uncle Ben would fister!
I like my bootys real slender,
And tender!
And if I see a big booty,
I'll put it in the blender!
Don't want a real fender!
I get into my Honda!
What the hell is an anaconda?
All I know is I like Jane Fondas,
Better then Ulondas!
Baby got Jack!
White honkies with a real small booty,
White honkies with a real small booty,
Baby got Jack!
White honkies with a real small booty,
White honkies with a real small booty,
Yeah Baby,
When it comes to females,
Cosmo knows everything,
What they're talking about!
362436!
HA!
If she's 7 8...
Flat on the bottom,
and I like it like that!
Flat on the bottom,
and I like it like that!

Quoting Baby Got Back in this thread, is too cliche.

Red Hot Chili Peppers
Thirty dirty birds
--//--\\--

Thirty dirty birds
Sitting on a curb
Chirping and Burping
And eating
Dirty earthworms

Along comes Herbie
From thirty-third
And third
Saw the thirty
Dirty birds
Sitting on a curb
Chirping and Burping
And eating
Dirty earthworms
Boy he was
Disturbed

and darkfire is this goos shit to u?

Fit But You Know It Lyrics

See i reckon you about an eight or a nine
Maybe even nine and a half in 4 beers time
That blue top shop top youve got on, is nice
Bit too much fake tan though but, yea you score high
But theres just one little thing thats just really really really annoying me about you ,ya see
Yea yea like i said, you are really fit
But my gosh ! dont you just know it

Im not trying to pull you
Even tho i would like to
I think you are really fit
Your fit but my gosh dont you know it

So when i looked at you standing there with your horde
I was waiting in the que lookin at the board
Wondering whether to have a burger or chips
Or what the shrapnel in my back pocket could afford
When i noticed out the corner of my eye
Lookin toward my direction your eyes locked on my course
I couldnt concentrate on what i wanted to order
Which lost me my place in the que i waited for,yea

Im not trying to pull you
Even tho i would like to
I think you are really fit
Your fit but my gosh dont you know it

Woa
Leave it out
Are you smoking something ?
Leave it out
Mike just leave it
We cannot have that behavior in this establishment
Its not worth it mike
Leave it out
Just leave it
Dont touch me
Dont touch me im alright

For a while there i was thinkin, yea but what if
Picturing myself pulling with bare white-heart witt
Staring at you standing there opposite
Whether or not you knew it i swear you didnt tick
And when that bloke in the white behind us lot queing was clocking onto you to it
I had to admit that yea yea you are fit and i do want it
But i stopped sharkin a minute to get chips and drinks

Im not trying to pull you
Even tho i would like to
I think you are really fit
Your fit but my gosh dont you know it

Oi just as you started to make your big advance
With the milkshake and that little dohnut in hand
I was like nah, i cant even, no you look grand
But you looked sharp there smiling hard suggesting and, leaning away with your hearty hearty lookin tan
But i admit the next bit was spanners to my plan
You walked toward my path but just brushed right past
And into the arms of that ****fucking white shirted man

Im not trying to pull you
Even tho i would like to
I think you are really fit
Your fit but my gosh dont you know it

What do i give a fuck iv got a girlfriend anyway
Oi were all a bit drunk weve had a few fair play
I'v got this stella i bombed from that last cafe
This nights not even begun
Yes yes oh yay

I did fancy you a bit though,yea i must say
I would rather i hadnt mugged myself on display
But this is just another case of female stopping play
In an otherswise total result of a holiday

Im not trying to pull you
Even tho i would like to
I think you are really fit
Your fit but my gosh dont you know it

Classic.

i only JUST now heard this song on the radio...

one word: EW!

I backed my car into a cop car the other day
Well he just drove off sometimes life's ok
I ran my mouth off a bit too much oh what can i say
Well you just laughed it off it was all ok

And we'll all float on ok
And we'll all float on ok
And we'll all float on ok
And we'll all float on any way well

Well, a fake Jamaican took every last dime with that scam
It was worth it just to learn from sleight-of-hand
Bad news comes don't you worry even when it lands
Good news will work its way to all them plans
We both got fired on the exactly the same day
Well we'll float on good news is on the way

And we'll all float on ok
And we'll all float on ok
And we'll all float on ok
And we'll all float on alright
Already we'll all float on
Now don't worry we'll all float on
Alright already we'll all float on
Alright don't worry we'll all float on

And we'll all float on alright
Already we'll all float on
Aliright don't worry even if things end up a bit to heavy
We'll all float on alright
Already we'll all float on
Alright already we'll all float on
Ok don't worry we'll all float on
Even if things get heavy we'll all float on
Alright already we'll all float on
Don't you worry we'll all float on
All float on

Get this song out of my head

I've been searching everywhere for the lyrics to "This is What She's Like" by Dexys Midnight runners, but I only find "Come on Eileen"

How can such a wonderful song by such a wonderful band go by so unnoticed?

Oh, well. I'll just post "Come On Eileen."

Poor old Johnny Ray
Sounded sad upon the radio
He moved a million hearts in mono
Our mothers cried and sang along and who'd blame them
Now you're grown, so grown, now I must say more than ever
Go toora loora toora loo rye aye
And we can sing just like our fathers

Come on Eileen, well I swear (what he means)
At this moment, you mean everything
With you in that dress my thoughts I confess
Verge on dirty
Ah come on Eileen

These people round here wear beaten down eyes
Sunk in smoke dried faces
They're so resigned to what their fate is
But not us, no not us
We are far too young and clever
Eileen I'll sing this tune forever

Come on Eileen well I swear (what he means)
Ah come on, let's take off everything
That pretty red dress Eileen (tell him yes)
Ah come on Eileen

Bedshaped - Keane

Many's the time I ran with you down
The rainy roads of your old town
Many the lives we lived in each day
And buried altogether
Don't laugh at me
Don't look away

You'll follow me back
With the sun in your eyes
And on your own
Bedshaped
And legs of stone
You'll knock on my door
And up we'll go
In white light
I don't think so
But what do I know?
What do I know?
I know...

I know you think I'm holding you down
And I've fallen by the wayside now
And I don't understand the same things as you
But I do

Don't laugh at me
Don't look away

You'll follow me back
With the sun in your eyes
And on your own
Bedshaped
And legs of stone
You'll knock on my door
And up we'll go
In white light
I don't think so
But what do I know?
What do I know?
I know....

*awesome keyboard effects*

And up we'll go
In white light
I don't think so
But what do I know?
What do I know?
I know...