I wouldn't have compromised as much So much of myself for fear of Having you hating me I would've sung so loudly It would've cracked myself! I became
We sit and we sigh And nothing gets done So right, so clued-up We just get old And all the while Been torn asunder Nicotine And bacteria What are we
(feat. Imogen Heap) Is that seat taken Congratulations Would you like to take a walk with me My mind it kind of goes fast I try to slow it down for
Mild apprehension Blank dreams of the coming fun Distort the odds of a turnaround Gut screams out next to none So turn it on, tune it in And stay inert
Congratulations Oh, seems like you've done it again And I ain't had such misery Since I don't know when Oh, and I don't know when Oh, and I don't know
Hi, this is "weird al" yankovic. remember, if you have one or two of those traditional blueberry daiquiris this holiday season, please, let
Hi, this is "weird al" yankovic, and I'd just like to take this opportunity to say: Merry christmas Merry christmas Merry christmas Hello,
Ho, yeah Coca, I can make you famous, ow We live from Zip's in Harlem tonight Two in the mornin' (Come on) Krillz Yeah, yo, yo He thinks he's A, she
I wouldn't have compromised as much So much of myself for fear of Having you hating me And I would've sung so loudly It would've cracked myself And I
Yeah, this pimping stay open all night Check this out jellyroll... [snoop dogg] We do break hoes We don't fuck with fake hoes Yeah, we make hoes Strip
Congratulations for breaking my heart Congratulations for tearing it all apart Congratulations you finally did succeed Congratulations for leaving me
Congratulations for breaking my heart Congratulations, now aren't you smart You've won the only love I know so let me shake your hand Congratulations
Dead in the water It's not a paid vacation The sons and daughters of city officials Attend demonstrations It's hardly a sink or swim When all is well
So tired, soul searching I followed the sounds to a cathedral Imagine my surprise to find that They were produce by Brian Eno Past the gates, quite stark
(Instrumental)
Here, you focus So I can see your faces The eyes are wrong How will I know if it's working right? Light confuses The tiny isles of bruises The mangled
He spends his time or maybe half of his time Or part of the time wandering 'Round the creeks and cobble stones Of hackney lanes With a tear in his eye
Hey, I found a whistle that hangs like a charm And when my noose is tied I could blow it and fall down into your arms Fifteen centuries of dissolution