You
know
Oh
Turn deep today
Not me down
There's a big black armor
The old trace of grace just in your honor
Lower me down, look up at the sun
You can watch the space in the sun for the late
And the droids in my bed have been sleeping
Lower me down, bend me and secure the ground
For the late of parade
Once I want to be a grace
To face society's wrath
Where rhymes that could explain any feline
Lower me down, bend me and secure the ground
For the late of parade
And the droids in my bed have been sleeping
For the late of parade
Once I want to be a grace
I don't know when or what I thought could stop me
And then can you rush for the fly
Just ask my son to teach you how
To do, to do, how
To, to do, how
To, to do, how
To, to do, how
To, to do
