We suffer from romantic chemicals,
We massacre birthdays,
We tell our troubles at Linkin Park,
And we are all only 30 seconds from mars.
We all want to go to Wonderland,
And sail with the pirates of the Caribbean Sea,
Everyone loves Raymond, but we all hate Chris,
And who has not been to South Park?
Let's go to the Kingdom of Hearts,
And meet an Italian named Mario,
Let our Nights be filled with dreams,
And may we forever see Green Hills.