[Intro]
Show me why
Show me why
[Verse 1]
The things I find strange, Alanis finds a bit ironic
Sip the tonic
Perfect description of me: atomic
Islamic belief always clashed with mine, therefore we have beefs
Sun sets in the west and rises in the east like yeast
At least I'll say, for the most part, "That's cool and all,"
No time for argument but prayer, while Beelzee's fooling y'all
Fiasco, singed, burning, yearning like Tabasco, so there
Shooting out releases; "Mental" was my last throw
Haskells like Eddie, not Vedder
I'm better while my deejay hits the fader
Now don't get indignant, catch yourself before you act ignorant
That's a sure sign of dead minds, benign and malignant
From here to Dallas, extended with vocal stewing
My walk never switches from Patrick Duffy to Bobby Ewing
[Chorus]
Throw your hands to the ceiling, tell me what you're feeling
Show me why (Show me why)
Throw your hands to the ceiling, tell me what you're feeling, ooh
Show me why
Show me why
[Verse 1]
The things I find strange, Alanis finds a bit ironic
Sip the tonic
Perfect description of me: atomic
Islamic belief always clashed with mine, therefore we have beefs
Sun sets in the west and rises in the east like yeast
At least I'll say, for the most part, "That's cool and all,"
No time for argument but prayer, while Beelzee's fooling y'all
Fiasco, singed, burning, yearning like Tabasco, so there
Shooting out releases; "Mental" was my last throw
Haskells like Eddie, not Vedder
I'm better while my deejay hits the fader
Now don't get indignant, catch yourself before you act ignorant
That's a sure sign of dead minds, benign and malignant
From here to Dallas, extended with vocal stewing
My walk never switches from Patrick Duffy to Bobby Ewing
[Chorus]
Throw your hands to the ceiling, tell me what you're feeling
Show me why (Show me why)
Throw your hands to the ceiling, tell me what you're feeling, ooh
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