Mr. Amateur

I'm Mr. Amateur

On the freeway

I'm Mr. Amateur

With a cupcake

And I couldn't fly

And I couldn't make where to go

So I stood alone with dirty face

From cupcakes in the air

And at that time

I wish I'd known you

With laser beams

And wearing bird suit

You'd throw an extra sword

I'd catch it, I'm amateur

You're wonderful