And I'm standing up in my practice room.
I'm all alone.
Speakers almost blown and my new Gibson,
And oh what the hell.

Things are not so different in my vocal master.
You're the face that launched one thousand shits.
Quakes and Trojans and a thousand shits.
The shits lining the shores of Asia minor.
Lining all the shores of Asia minor.
You can tell that I'm not a minor in Asia no more.

I'm standing up.
His is the face that launched a thousand shits.
I'm standing up.
This is the face that launched one thousand shits.

This is the face that shot.
You'll never have replaced.
Splitting up his kingdom into 3 separate parts,
For his sons and their 3 separate hearts.