Dennis done and seen the light
No I'm alone and he's with Jesus
Well hello, hello, hello's
Renny is ready for knives and
Are shedding their dying skin
Transfixed as the light hits, does it hurt?
I don't think it hurts, maybe it hurts
If the book and the melody align
Then give me all your money,
He struggles with the meaning of life
He knows he's into something
that can't be defined well
is walking up and down the hall
Disapparates as the light hits, does it hurt?
I don't think it hurts, maybe it hurts
Are you ready for the big time,
I think I'm ready for the big time
I don't think you're ready
No, I'm not cut out for the big time
Where all the rain in Manchester
Won't keep his smile away
Will be plastered across your stupid face
I told you so, I told you Joe
I told you so, I told you Joe
I'm I'm like you, I'm you