One, two

One, two, (chuckles) three, four

I’ve been told that you can’t do it alone

But I’m here to tell you that that just isn’t true

You can do it by yourself

If that’s what you want to do

But it’s miserable

I tell them that people are a stem (?)

And from where I grew

A universe just blooms

I live in a plastic bag where nothing’s ever sad

But it’s miserable

Woe is me at the bottom of the sea

In a locked box that opens up and talks

And everything it says writings everyone instead (?)

But it’s miserable

I’ve been told that you can’t do it alone

But we’re here to tell you that that just isn’t true

And we’re here to tell you that that just isn’t true (x9)

And we’re here to tell you