Hey Tony, don't go away, please
You're Barins' souce, wow

Someone's trying to stick me a finger now
But I'm not that type, no

Valpolicella, you're glorious, I feel in a roses sea
Tony, we're gonna miss you, bro

O dear windy Brighton and Hove
Take this day, go!

Well, I wanna know Mexico

Do you think you're free when you do what you're supposed to?
Do you think you're free when you don't do what you're supposed to?
Do you think you're free when you do what you're not supposed to?

People feature in the stories they tell themselves,
To make sense of their world; they're just a convenient
But fictional character

Shooting the breeze, oh cutting wind,
Breezing through different worlds My guru's breeze

Barins trying to catch the breeze
Fssssiiiiuuuuuu fssiiuuuuu