Dance you to heaven like Fred Astaire
in the light of new fame an unholy glare
oh are you back on that tip again
I've done it all so no need to peck some other hen
I'm satisfied just to avoid what must not be named
which is not to say I've been regretful or ashamed
but I'm ready for a change up yeah ready times seven
So back that rack up baby I'm plug you into heaven
Lacking skills and proper instruments
lacking a composer there's a challenge it presents
that I answer by cranking my one knob up to eleven
an old joke but still it hides a glimpse of heaven
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