Bleüctipie

I don't really know my own strength

Remember that the heart's a muscle

Any time it beats, I'll beat you down

No me dígas, merci beaucoup, mi amoré, "c'est la vie," they say to me

Any language that I speak's just a freaky sound

Being full of vigor is a rigorous task

And I am a lazy man, yes, I lift my lazy hands in prayer

Does the Devil help those who help themselves to Hell,

And does God care?

So if I ever go and break my neck hangin' on the 13th floor

At least I won't have to hold my head up high no more

Miserable's a term reserved for over-dramatics

I'm either wrong or one of them

Human nature is my greatest flaw

Being full of vigor is a rigorous task

And I am a lazy man, yes, I lift my lazy hands in prayer

Does the Devil help those who help themselves to Hell

And does God care?

So if I ever go and break my neck hangin' on the 13th floor

At least I won't have to hold my head up high no more

"I'm the Pope, I'm ten times the Pope, I'm sixty times the Pope.

But I'm the pope in the hills and in the mountains.

I'm already out of here. This enclosure here? I'm out of here."

He's got the whole world in his hands (Oh!)

He's got the whole world in his hands (Oh!)

He's got the whole world in his hands (Oh!)

He's got the whole world in his hands (Oh!)

He's got the whole world in his hands (Oh!)

He's got the whole world in his hands (Oh!)

He's got the whole world in his hands (Oh!)

He's got the whole world in his hands (Oh!)

So if I ever go and break my neck hangin' on the 13th floor

At least I won't have to hold my head up high no more!

If I ever go and break my neck hangin' on the 13th floor

At least I won't have to hold my head up high no more!