Smooth World - Intellectual

[Chorus: Steven Page]

It's been one week since you looked at me

Cocked your head to the side and said, "I'm angry"

Five days since you laughed at me

Saying "Get back together, come back and see me"

Three days since the living room

I realized it's all my fault, but couldn't tell you

Yesterday, you'd forgiven me

But it'll still be two days 'til I say I'm sorry

[Post-Chorus: Steven Page & Ed Robertson]

It'll still be two days 'til we say we're sorry

It'll still be two days 'til we say "Wasabi"

Birchmount Stadium, home of the Robbie

[Verse 1: Ed Robertson]

Hold it now and watch the hoodwink

As I make you stop, think

You'll think you're looking at Aquaman

I summon fish to the dish, although I like the Chalet Swiss

I like the sushi 'cause it's never touched a frying pan

Hot like wasabi when I bust rhymes

Big like LeAnn Rimes, because I'm all about value

Bert Kaempfert's got the mad hits

You try to match wits, you try to hold me, but I bust through

Gonna make a break and take a fake

I'd like a stinking aching shake

I like vanilla, it's the finest of the flavors

Gotta see the show, 'cause then you'll know the vertigo is gonna grow

'Cause it's so dangerous, you'll have to sign a waiver

[Pre-Chorus: Ed Robertson & Steven Page]

How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad?

Trying hard not to smile, though I feel bad

I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral

Can't understand what I mean? Well, you soon will

I have a history of taking off my shirt

[Chorus: Steven Page]

It's been one week since you looked at me

Threw your arms in the air and said, "You're crazy"

Five days since you tackled me

I've still got the rug burns on both my knees

It's been three days since the afternoon

You realized it's not my fault not a moment too soon

Yesterday, you'd forgiven me

And now I sit back and wait 'til you say you're sorry

[Post-Chorus: Steven Page & Ed Robertson]

It'll still be two days 'til we say we're sorry

It'll still be two days 'til we say "Wasabi"

Birchmount Stadium, home of the Robbie

[Verse 2: Ed Robertson]

Chickity China, the Chinese chicken

You have a drumstick and your brain stops tickin'

Watching X-Files with no lights on, we're dans la maison

I hope the Smoking Man's in this one

Like Harrison Ford, I'm getting frantic

Like Sting, I'm tantric

Like Snickers, guaranteed to satisfy

Like Kurosawa, I make mad films

'Kay, I don't make films, but if I did they'd have a samurai

Gonna get a set of better clubs

Gonna find the kind with tiny nubs just so my irons aren't always flying off the back-swing

Gonna get in tune with Sailor Moon 'cause that cartoon has got the boom anime babes that make me think the wrong thing (Huh?)

[Pre-Chorus: Ed Robertson & Steven Page]

How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad?

Trying hard not to smile, though I feel bad

I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral

Can't understand what I mean? You soon will

I have a history of losing my shirt

[Chorus: Steven Page & Ed Robertson]

It's been one week since you looked at me

Dropped your arms to the sides and said, "I'm sorry"

Five days since I laughed at you and said

"You just did just what I thought you were gonna do"

Three days since the living room

We realized we're both to blame, but what could we do?

Yesterday, you just smiled at me

'Cause it'll still be two days 'til we say we're sorry

[Post-Chorus: Steven Page & Ed Robertson]

It'll still be two days 'til we say we're sorry

It'll still be two days 'til we say "Wasabi"

Birchmount Stadium, home of the Robbie

[Bridge: Rob Thomas]

And if you say this life ain't good enough

I would give my world to lift you up

I could change my life to better suit your mood

'Cause you're so smooth

[Chorus: Rob Thomas]

And it's just like the ocean under the moon

Well, it's the same as the emotion that I get from you

You got the kind of lovin' that can be so smooth, yeah

Gimme your heart, make it real, or else forget about it

[Post-Chorus: Rob Thomas, Ed Robertson]

Harrison Ford, Harrison Ford

Or else forget about it

Chickity China, the Chinese chicken

Oh, or else forget about it

Harrison Ford, Harrison Ford

Oh, let's don't forget about it

Chickity China, the Chinese chicken

(Gimme your heart, make it real) Or else forget about it, hey

Harrison Ford, Harrison Ford

Let's don't forget about it

[Chorus: Rob Thomas, Steven Page, Ed Robertson]

And it's just like the ocean under the moon

(It's been) Same as the emotion that I get from Harrison Ford

You got the kind of lovin' that can be so smooth, yeah

Gimme your heart, make it real, or else forget about it

[Outro: Rob Thomas, Ed Robertson]

Chickity China, the Chinese chicken

Harrison Ford, Harrison Ford

Chickity China, the Chinese chicken

Harrison Ford, Harrison Ford

Or else forget about it

Chickity China, the Chinese chicken

Harrison Ford, Harrison Ford

Chickity China, the Chinese chicken

Harrison Ford, Harrison Ford

Oh, or else forget about it

Chickity China, the Chinese chicken

Harrison Ford, Harrison Ford

Chickity China, the Chinese chicken

Harrison Ford, Harrison Ford

Oh, let's don't forget about it

Chickity China, the Chinese chicken

(Gimme your heart, make it real)

Harrison Ford, Harrison Ford