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I wanted the fame but not the cover of Newsweek Oh well, guess beggars can't be choosey Wanted to receive attention for my music Wanted to be left alone in public, excuse me For wantin' my cake, and eat it too, and wantin' it both ways Fame made me a balloon 'cause my ego inflated When I blew, see, but it was confusing 'Cause all I wanted to do's be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf Abused ink, used it as a tool when I blew steam (ooh) Hit the lottery, ooh-wee But with what I gave up to get, it was bittersweet It was like winnin' a used mink Ironic 'cause I think I'm gettin' so huge I need a shrink I'm beginnin' to lose sleep, one sheep, two sheep Going coo-coo and kooky as Kool Keith But I'm actually weirder than you think, 'cause I'm I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed Get along with the voices inside of my head You're tryin' to save me, stop holdin' your breath And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh); Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Now, I ain't much of a poet But I know somebody once told me to seize the moment And don't squander it 'Cause you never know when it all could be over tomorrow So I keep conjurin' Sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn from Yeah, ponderin'll do you wonders No wonder you're losing your mind, the way it wanders Yodel-odel-ay-hee-hoo