Kimya Dawson - Zero or a Zillion (feat. Aesop Rock) lyrics

Yeah, motherf**ers Keep the f**ing doors set What? Put you're f**ing head down As I sit and listen to a kid you clearly influenced I text and say I'm glad that you're my friend Then leave another perfect time show, feeling inspired and powerful The ghost of corporate future in my head And as I count the ways that I've said "f** you" to the man I don't care who thinks that I've sold out or not Since going barefoot I feel better than Regina f**ing Spektor It's a name I'll never be ashamed to drop I saw that little weirdo walk into the open mic And sit down shyly at the piano and then start Singing songs we'll start to knowing, silly, sad and so mind blowing They were undeniably straight from the heart And the music, it doesn't change No, the songs remain the same Whether there are zero people or there are a zillion people In the world who are listening Yeah, the music, it doesn't change No, the songs remain the same Whether there are zero people or there are a zillion people In the world who are listening I have a friend named Eva, seventeen, she's a soprano She sings opera with a voice that makes me cry But she sings in competitions and the kids at school give her sh** I wish that she could sit back and close her eyes And feel the vibration Of her voice inside her chest Without worrying about who thinks that Who thinks who's the best While at time when there are people who think that it's not enough And there are people who think that it went too far All I ever wanted was to not feel suicidal And I traded in my meds for a guitar There's so much depression nowadays in adolescents And with all the social pressure that makes sense But music shouldn't be the problem, music should be the solution And only a positive experience Because the music, it doesn't change No, the songs remain the same Whether there are zero people or there are a zillion people In the world who are listening No, the music, it doesn't change No, the songs remain the same Whether there are zero people or there are a zillion people In the world who are listening I have a friend named Johnny D His band is Tin Tree Factory Everything he does is gold to me And it's on archive.org for free, yes W-w-w-dot-a-r-c-h-i-v-e-dot-o-r-g I like sitting on the floor watching Johnny play On his knees, on a carpet, not on a stage In front of a fire, in a living room Cozy and warm full of potluck food But if one day suddenly Johnny got huge I'd be glad that you knew Johnny too His songs are smart, important, brave Wanting that all to myself would be totally lame I don't claim to be Regina's only true fan Just because I knew her way back when You think Cat Stevens couldn't be my god 'Cause I heard him first in Harold and Maude I bought all his albums, I listened, I cried Teaser and the Firecat changed my life I painted a firecat on my jean jacket Drew 'Peace Trains' on my homework packet I'm still listening to 'The Wind of My Soul' And I'm a hard headed woman, so I've been told Yeah, music's just sound, we're just ears Why are you affected by what who hears If Michael Jackson's hits make him less sacred You taking your clothes off makes me plus naked When what each preach, I'll make it or break it Do you wanna abstain? Repeat after me You can like what you like You can like what you like And let them like what they like And let them like what they like You can like what you like You can like what you like And let them like what they like And let them like what they like Boom-boom-boom-shaka-shaka-shaka-boom Boom-boom-boom-shaka-shaka- shaka-boom And they, and they, and they, and they And they, and they, and they, and they Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like You, they like everything, like it I love you, Mikey