I don’t really know my own strength, remember that the heart’s a muscle
Any time it beats, I’ll beat you down
No me dígas, merci beaucoup, mi amoré, "c'est la vie,” they say to me
Any language that I speak’s just a freakish sound

Being full of vigor is a rigorous task
And I am a lazy man, yes, I lift my lazy hands in prayer
Does the Devil help those who help themselves to Hell, and does God care?
So if I ever go and break my neck hangin’ on the 13th floor
At least I won’t have to hold my head up high no more

Miserable’s a term reserved for over-dramatics
I’m either wrong or one of them
Human nature is my greatest flaw

Being full of vigor is a rigorous task
And I am a lazy man, yes, I lift my lazy hands in prayer
Does the Devil help those who help themselves to Hell, and does God care?
So if I ever go and break my neck hangin’ on the 13th floor
At least I won’t have to hold my head up high no more

"I’m the Pope, I’m ten times the Pope, I’m sixty times the Pope. But I'm the pope in the hills and in the mountains. I’m already out of here. This enclosure here? I’m out of here."

He’s got the whole world in his hands (Oh!)
He’s got the whole world in his hands (Oh!)
He’s got the whole world in his hands (Oh!)
He’s got the whole world in his hands (Oh!)
He’s got the whole world in his hands (Oh!)
He’s got the whole world in his hands (Oh!)
He’s got the whole world in his hands (Oh!)
He’s got the whole world in his hands (Oh!)
So if I ever go and break my neck hangin’ on the 13th floor
At least I won’t have to hold my head up high no more!
If I ever go and break my neck hangin’ on the 13th floor
At least I won’t have to hold my head up high no more!