If I could just make it stop
I could tell the whole world
To get out of the way
If I could just make it stop
If I could just make it stop
I could tell the whole world
To get out of the way
If I could just make it stop
You see, I'm close to the edge
I'm at the end of my rope
The rope is starting to fray
I'm trying to keep my hold
(I assume you've caught onto the patter by now, it continues for the rest of the song.)