Glorious Revolution
You want to know how many things I can boast about?I'm satisfied by having a name, a birthday and cute fingerprintsWe should talk earnestly about those things, and brag poeticallyA dynamo is all we need for stage-lights
You're breathing, in a nook and cranny of that world, slightly but surelyYou must put it into words. Look, how long do you intend on keeping on these handcuffs you put on yourself?
Glorious RevolutionWhat will you grab with these hands? What will you hit? What will you hoist?
Run through the minefield called complaints through the shortest pathThat suit called self-confidence is really robustly madeSo iron and send back all these common opinions emitted by ordinary peopleYou're shaking? I bet it's because of the excitement
You're breathing, in a nook and cranny of that world, enough to find youYou need to yell that. Hey, when will you realize that the key is yours?
Glorious RevolutionWhat did your eyes see? What will they see? What will they discover?Glorious RevolutionWhat can your ears hear? "I'm a loser"? Or do you wish that "We are the champion"?
You can fly, if you want to, very far!You put on these very remarkably sturdy handcuffs.Now, you must toss them away just after you take them off
Glorious RevolutionYou're more worthy than you think, so let yourself free and unfetteredGlorious RevolutionWhat is that? I also have very remarkably sturdy handcuffs I put on myselfGlorious RevolutionI give up, I can't take them off, and I probably lost the key tooI pushed the realism that farDon't look at me with that look