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I’m gettin’ kinda tired of this
Pre-publication media blitz
You’ve got all of Muggle-kind under your spell

Don’t they know the whole world’s already gone
And reserved a copy at Amazon
How many more books could you sell?
Now give me my book or go to hell

There's a place where I always wanted to go
through a platform at the station where I think you know
It always seems so much more beautiful than here
But things are not always quite as they appear
Cause I've done a little searching and become concerned
that the wizarding world isn't quite what we had learned
So I might share a few of those fears

There's something happening on the internet
and I don't really get it.
Once again I have to say I'm not into that
but I'm sure that I'll regret it,
cause I know thousands of people never cared about anything more.
They spent the last 6 months making tumblers, fanpics and bulletin boards.

And I think all that excitement is great,

I don't think you know what you think you know, baby,
But baby don't you think that I know what I know maybe.
Baby, I know what you think that I don't know

I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know

I know that you don't think I know that I know what I know,

I hope you're somewhere warm and white
Like the flowers in your car
You've escaped this labyrinth of suffering
Wherever you are

I got a piece of you
Tucked away deep inside my mind
Memories of your poetry

Every Father's Day I hear the same old story,
But if fathers are so great, why don't they get any glory?
You hear about their sons and the great things they've done,
But the fathers of great men are quickly forgotton.

Rockefeller created gas stations,
Washington gave birth to a nation,
Bell revolutionized communication,

This is a song for all the vegetables that look like penises
This is a song for all the vegetables that look like penises
Cucumber, zucchini, squash, and sometimes even radishes
We know it's not what you wanted from life, it's not what you were after
You were food, but you became a source of juvenile laughter

This is a song for all the vegetables that look like penises
This is a song for all the vegetables that look like penises