Ay
I lay on the carpet
That's where it started
These shitty old headphones
They always make me feel free
Wall full of posters, stood on your shoulders
Dammit Ms. Joplin, I'm sure you were talkin' to me
I dunno 'bout you
But if you ask me
Oh, how it must feel to be up there
With Johnny, Uncle Bob and Freddy (Uncle Bob, Uncle Bob)
Ay
I listen to my tapes
Between sugar and cartoon breaks
And if I was hurtin', uh, that was the remedy
I wasn't ready, shit, no one prepared me
Was that kid in that bedroom
Now, I'm up in the galaxy
I dunno 'bout you
But if you ask me, uh
Oh, how it must feel to be up there
With Johnny, Uncle Bob and Freddy
Oh, how it must feel to be up there
With Johnny, Uncle Bob and Freddy (Uncle Bob, Uncle Bob)
Where is the music?
Where is the music?
Where is the music?
Yeah, yeah!
Show me the music
Show me the music
Show me the music
Show me the music
(Uncle Bob)
I'm sure that you were talking to me (I'm sure that you were talking to me)
MJ and Foley (show me the music)
2Pac and Biggie (where is the music?)
(Show me the music, show me the music) I'm sure that you were talking to me (I'm sure that you were talking to me)
Marvin and Cobain (show me the music)
James Brown (show me the music)
I'm sure that you were talking to me (show me the music, show me the music)
