Favorite Things (исполнитель: Incubus)

I'm thinking of my soul's sovereignty, 
and I know everything you hate in me. 
Fill me up with over-pious badgerings, 
to throw them up, oh, one of my favorite things.

Too bad the things that make you mad
are my favorite things.
My favorite things.

Remember all the lessons fed to me? 
Me the young sponge, so ready to agree. 
Years have gone; I recognize the walking dead, 
now aware that I'm alive and way ahead.

Too bad the things that make you mad 
are my favorite things. yeah
And I'm so happy. 
I see you looking, I know that you're thinking 
that I'll never go anywhere. 
The things that I've done and the things 
that I've seen, I don't really expect you to care.

To bad the things that make you mad
are my favorite things... yeah
And I'm so happy

To bad the things that make you mad
are my favorite things
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