I'll sing you a song...
Autor: Animus
Dere's no one, just me onry, sitting on my ritte throne.
I work rearry hard and make up great prans, but nobody ristens no one understands.
Seems rike no one takes me seriorousry...
And so, I'm ronery, a ritter ronery, poor rittre me...
There's nobody, I can rerate to, feer rike a bird in a cage.
It's kind of sirry, but no rearry, because it's firring my body with rage.
I'm the smartest most crever most physicry fit, but nobody erse seems to reararize it.
When I change the rorrd maybe they'rr notice me!
But untir then, I'rr just be ronery, yeah, a rittre ronery, poor rittre me...
I'm so ronery...
yea!