Sing
Talking on the phone and watching "Cribs"
He doesn't know what kind of guy he is
He's got a gold-plated ceiling and a TV show
A broken heart and he doesn't even know
He's glad to see you, yes, he's glad to see you
Open your arms and sing
The world's been waiting
They've been waiting for years
And they've just got to hear it
The kids are waiting, they've been shedding tears
So open your arms and sing for us
The world can be quiet when you're up too late
I'm just a childhood prisoner of the garden gate
If it's broke then kick it, dust yourself off
Find a quiet place and a have a good laugh
I'm glad to see you
Yes, I'm glad to see you