I have no soul
Have no goal
Have no promises
Yet the mask is sealed away!
You say we have no brains,
We're just cartoons for your portrayal,
To tell some tale about a boat and sail,
But sure this inevitably unveils the fail.
Ain't it nice to be underground
With a good ol' friend like me (a friend like me, yeah)
So you notice that sign, we ain't lying
But sit down and take a seat (take a seat)
There's an exit for sure
But that's for shmucks
But a little bit of ink
And a couple of bucks
We can reopen the curtains
And show off the strut
But for goodness sake
You gotta just believe!