Coke-bottle glasses, TV screen
And I am your mother, Amy
This is the end of Bollywood
I am your right hand
I am your best man
I am I am I am
Mysterious bruises, whisky smile
And I am your monkey, stay a while
I am reborn your favourite son
I am reborn, blown through your backyard
I am I am I am
I am the way to heaven's gate
So pour me a drink, for we fly away
I am your right hand
I am your best man
I am your right hand
I am your best man