Did your mom tell you what the air's about?   Causing all this fuss and how it's all about.   I wrote a million letters, man.   A million little letters in my alphabet.   And we need to breathe it out,   So we can live and talk shit and then talk it out.   Well, send me to Amsterdam.   A million scarelet letters up inside my hands, uh oh.   And I want your confidence and I want an accident and,   Baby baby baby, you're making me crazy, baby.   Baby baby baby, you were no accident.   There's snow, there's snow.   Eyes baptized in snow.   I know alligators always swimming in snow.   The snow, thus no cats measured by snow.   Yes, no.   Yes, no crickets die in the snow.