VERSE 1:
these types of things don’t happen all the time….
a capital o bar…
a typical oeuvre…
but nestled in this dear old friend of mine
depart with your old scar
and sharpen your radar
REFRAIN 1:
so when the summer sunshine brings
graduate to higher things…
VERSE 2:
so now you know what weaknesses are for
ain’t nobody’s oligarch
‘cept seminal soul spark
you try your best but you still encounter more
inhabit an old bar
depart with a new scar
REFRAIN 2:
though my will is well and fine
yours will break this heart of mine
VERSE 3:
yes sir, no my, my radiator’s fine
the one that you count on
(one slip and you’re all gone)
this wilderness will break this heart of mine
but once we take over
then nobody know her…
REFRAIN 3:
vanessa, won’t you like to know?
professor, tape another show…