Incubus Favorite Things I'm thinking of my soul's sovereignty, And I know everything you hate in me. Fill me up with over-pious badgerings, To throw them up, oh, one of my favorite things. Remember all the lessons fed to me? Me the young sponge, so ready to agree. Years have gone; I 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. And 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. Return to my Incubus
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