Hold up, no you didn't bow, bow
You ask me why I grow my hair
You're gonna go to the record store, you're gonna give'em all your money.
Someone's knockin' at the door, somebody's ringin' the bell. Do me a favour
Now, what do you own the world? How do you own disorder, disorder.
I saw Captain Farrell
Feed my eyes, can you sew them shut?
Well I woke up this morning on the wrong side of the bed, and how I got to thinkin' about all those things you said.
You know all the right people. You play all the right games. You always try to be everything to everyone
Bring it back, bring it back. Don't take it away from me, because you don't know what it means to me