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Pow (Sebastian/Butler/Boone/Yanovsky/Boone) I've always been the guy with a finger in his nose When the passport picture gets taken When the big guys took me out stealin' chickens It was me caught holdin' the bacon When they're droppin' a piano from the 47th floor I'm the guy underneath it lookin' up And when the tidal wave strikes 100 miles at sea I'm always at the rail throwin' up Whee, ker-pow! Somehow I would've met you anyhow You fix it up and then, oh holy cow You folks are gonna see me now I was standing in an artsy fartsy uptown restaurant A few frozen dinners ago When I stumbled on a waiter full of crêpe suzettes And I ran out the door flambeau Then I ran down to Chinatown got myself some soy sauce And grabbed some moo goo gai pan to go When I got wiped out by a stray beansprout That was landin' on the floor Whee, ker-pow! Somehow I would've met you anyhow You fix it up and then, oh holy cow You folks are gonna see me now Well, I finally got so fed up I was off to blow my head off With the gun in the cash box at the store Then I thought I'd grab a fistful just in case I weren't successful But instead I got my tie caught in the drawer When you're riding down the road at 100 miles an hour And a guy's ahead hitchin' someplace Honey, don't you be surprised, I'll be wipin' out my eyes As you pass me, leavin' dust in my face Whee, ker-pow! Somehow I would've met you anyhow You fix it up and then, oh holy cow You folks are gonna see me now |