Bless you all who made laughter   Labs creation in head   Thanks to those who wrote novel   Efflorescence from the dead      Troubled is creator   Whose mind is always dancing      Dance, your forehead   Dance, your forehead, forehead sweats   Numbers one to   Numbers one to six does not exist      Dance, your forehead   Dance, your forehead, forehead sweats   Numbers one to   Numbers one to six does not exist      Goodness, me the painter   Every view a light   Hugs goes to the steeple   Efflorescence from the life      Dance, your forehead   Dance, your forehead, forehead sweats   Numbers one to   Numbers one to six does not exist      Dance, your forehead   Dance, your forehead, forehead sweats   Numbers one to   Numbers one to six does not exist      I know the way to life   Past the twenty-seventh birth date   Your theories are crazy, brings nothing but maybes   Your problems are building, twenty floors said and counting      Yes, but you know not of the mind you speak   My strength rises in dreams and in life, grows weak   The artist, the raper, the candlestick maker   Myself and I, put dreams to life      The artist, the raper, the candlestick maker   Myself and I, put dreams to life