It's been a long time, getting from there to here…
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