I'm Mr. Amateur. On the freeway. I'm Mr. Amateur. With a cupcake. . And I couldn't fly. And I couldn't make where to go. So I stood alone with dirty face.
Mornings will be kind to you in the future. Never mind the smog that makes your head hurt. Darling you could have that grave garden. Darling you could finish the things you started.
And he sings when he mops. Seems to help him a lot. Where there's uneven stairs. Mr. Landlord is there. . Well, he mops all day. Can't get away too long.