Hey believe me. I have seen your sort before. You're all over history. Like dust on the kitchen floor. Tell me more. Your lips are moving. You go on and on and on. You swing your rod rod baby rod rod. But don't swing it at me. Cuz it's not for me no I disagree. Cuz I heard you before when you said. There is a hole in your heart and it's bleeding. You dress up for Armageddon. I dress up for summer. Yeah!. Hey and now you got their attention. You know you gotta keep 'em believing. But as a matter of fact what they believe you're not. Believing no more. Tell tell tell tell tell tell more. I hear you're one in a million. Tell me more. But there's a million of you. Tell tell me more. You swing your rod rod baby rod rod. But don't swing it at me. It's not for me no I disagree. Cuz I heard you before wehen you said. There is a hole in your heart and it's bleeding. You dress up for Armageddon. I dress up for summer. Who is that man with the microphone?. Today he is here but tomorrow he is gone. But I disagree. Cuz I heard you before wehen you said. There is a hole in your heart and it's bleeding. You dress up for Armageddon. I dress up for summer. You feel tortured and filled with regret. You say life is void of meaning. Are they not sick of you yet?. Man that's such a man that's such a bummer