Bleüctipie

I don't really know my own strength Remember that the heart's a muscle Any time it beats, I'll beat you down No me dígas, merci beaucoup, mi amoré, "c'est la vie," they say to me Any language that I speak's just a freaky sound Being full of vigor is a rigorous task And I am a lazy man, yes, I lift my lazy hands in prayer Does the Devil help those who help themselves to Hell, And does God care? So if I ever go and break my neck hangin' on the 13th floor At least I won't have to hold my head up high no more Miserable's a term reserved for over-dramatics I'm either wrong or one of them Human nature is my greatest flaw Being full of vigor is a rigorous task And I am a lazy man, yes, I lift my lazy hands in prayer Does the Devil help those who help themselves to Hell And does God care? So if I ever go and break my neck hangin' on the 13th floor At least I won't have to hold my head up high no more "I'm the Pope, I'm ten times the Pope, I'm sixty times the Pope. But I'm the pope in the hills and in the mountains. I'm already out of here. This enclosure here? I'm out of here." He's got the whole world in his hands (Oh!) He's got the whole world in his hands (Oh!) He's got the whole world in his hands (Oh!) He's got the whole world in his hands (Oh!) He's got the whole world in his hands (Oh!) He's got the whole world in his hands (Oh!) He's got the whole world in his hands (Oh!) He's got the whole world in his hands (Oh!) So if I ever go and break my neck hangin' on the 13th floor At least I won't have to hold my head up high no more! If I ever go and break my neck hangin' on the 13th floor At least I won't have to hold my head up high no more!