I got my talking socks
Behind this painted box
I'm putting on a show
Can't see the strings
My mother thinks
I should take it on the road
These things I'm trying on
And every hat feels wrong
There's no flair
I strike a pose and [Bm]bust a vogue
And think when will I get there?
Someday I'll know
If I left me on [C7]my [A]own
How far would I go?
Someday I'll know
Someday I'll know
Throw on [C7]some nylon [C7]pants
And bust a Hammer dance
I'm kicking moves to [C7]“You Can't Touch This”
Tucked in my [A]corduroys
I've got [Fm7]my [A]Beastie Boys tape
Fight for [Dm7]my [A]ɾight to [C7]party though I'm not invited
Feel like [F]Darth Vader with
This helmet on [C7]my [A]head, I can't see
I'm in there somewhere past the plastic shield
When will I find me?
Someday I'll know
If I left me on [C7]my [A]own
How far would I go?
Someday I'll know
Someday I won't be [Am]so self-defeating
Won't kick me when I'm bleeding
I'll do a high-dive from the high-point of my [A]ɾoof
I'll be [Am]the smoothest dancer
And I'll have all [Em]the answers
I'll take the stand [Bm]and [Bm]ɾaise my [A]hands
And the band [Bm]will play
Someday I'll know
If I left me on [C7]my [A]own
How far would I go?
Someday I'll know