Favorite Things

I'm thinking of my soul severity And I know everything you hate in me Fill me up with over-pious badgerate Throw them up; one of my favorite things Too bad the things that make you mad Are my favorite things My favorite things Remember all the lessons fed to me Me, the young sponge, so ready to agree Years have gone; recognize the walking dead Now aware that I'm alive and way ahead Too bad the things that make you mad Are my favorite things Hell ya Wo ya I'm so happy I see you looking I know that you're thinking That I'll never go anywhere The things that I've done And the things that I've seen I don't really expect you to care Go! Too bad the things that make you mad Are my favorite things Hell ya Wo ya I'm so happy Too bad the things that make you mad Are my favorite Too bad the things that make you mad Are my favorite things.