My name is Hiro, I am fifty-one, Since 1980 life has been no fun, (I left my family for the secretary)
Her name is Yuko, she is twenty-two, She and my daughter were best friends in high school. They say I'm crazy and it's temporary, But I refuse to rot like my contemporaries.
Won't you let me, won't you let me explode? Won't you let me, won't you let me explode? In a karaoke supernova, yeah.
Last night she dressed me up in hip hop pants, The phat g-style that rides below your ass. She wants to show me to her mom and dad, I told her I would not be down with that.
'Cause lately I can feel the years between us. I hope to God my friends at work don't see us. Today she asked me if I've ever seen Jesus, 'Cause she had backstage passes for three of us.
Won't you let me, won't you let me explode Won't you let me, won't you let me explode, oh oh In a Karaoke Supernova, yeah
So now she's gone and broke my heart goddamn her Turns out she's been fucking this drum programmer She likes his style, she likes his rock start glamour Well she's an infant! he can damn well have her!
Won't you let me, Won't you let me explode Won't you let me, Won't you let me explode Won't you let me, Won't you let me explode Won't you let me, Won't you let me explode
All right now bring the saxes in.
Okay, some more overdubs, bring in the tambourine,
More shit! C'mon, bring in some more shit!
It's all me! Baby! C'mon!