Songtexte: Tim Minchin. YouTube lament.
All my carefully measured metaphor
All my flat nine dominant seven chords
All of my shtick
My lyrical trickery
All of those bows
All that applause
All my intertextuality
All my self-aware hypocrisy
All of those rhymes
My irregular times
All my softly spoken sophistry
All my make-up, all my lights
All my photo shoots in tights
All my pretensions
All my intentions
All my glitzy opening nights
All my brow-dependent jokes
All my mirror balls and smoke
All my tilts at wit and whimsy
All my poetry
My swear words and my smut
Will never get as many hits
As Kitten Waking Up
All my flat nine dominant seven chords
All of my shtick
My lyrical trickery
All of those bows
All that applause
All my intertextuality
All my self-aware hypocrisy
All of those rhymes
My irregular times
All my softly spoken sophistry
All my make-up, all my lights
All my photo shoots in tights
All my pretensions
All my intentions
All my glitzy opening nights
All my brow-dependent jokes
All my mirror balls and smoke
All my tilts at wit and whimsy
All my poetry
My swear words and my smut
Will never get as many hits
As Kitten Waking Up
Minchin, Tim