I have a secret to tell
I've been waiting until I got here
I have a secret to tell
I've been across these lands
Seeing
They're looking to you
You say, "what the fuck?"
I say, "they're looking to you"
Boy Wonder back in his little House
Painted White
Doesn't know what's right
I said, the world is looking to you
Always clear in the head
We smoke in pipes and everything nice
But I'd say pretty clear in the head

goes into Baker Baker