Pick up the phone Guess who the hell is calling at this time I'm staying on my own Don't wanna hear anything else But my own hidden thoughts I'm all alone Trying the moves and saying everything That comes up in my mind Oh what a time Oh what a lovely day, some might say I'm feeling wise, I'm feeling all right King of the fools, babe Come into my room and I will tell you about I never get drowned by the tears that I cry Holding on the things that makes me feel fine Keep your head up and give yourself a name again Another ball gets in his hole I'm gonna get me lained I need a shot of pot, I like a lot It's not the answer to my secret plots Six feet underground I am heading to In between I am the star That shines so bright