I'm thinking of my soul's sovereignty. And I know everything you hate in me. Fill me up with over-pious badgerings. To throw them up oh one of my favorite things. Too bad the things that make you mad. Are my favourite things. My favourite things. Remember all the lessons fed to me?. Me the young sponge so ready to agree. Years have gone; I recognize the walking dead. Now aware that I'm alive and way ahead. Too bad the things that make you mad. Are my favorite things. And I'm so happy. I see you looking I know that you're thinking. That I'll never go anywhere. The things that I've done. And the things that I've seen. I don't really expect you to care.