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[Intro] Shallow I am shallow I am, I am, I am shallow Oh, oh Shallow I am, I am, I am shallow I am shallow I am, I am, I am shallow Oh, oh Shallow I am, I am, I am [Verse 1] Fell asleep in the bathroom In the bathroom, bathroom On the lawn On the porch in the backyard In the backyard, backyard Sit and sat in the way you should sit still You should sit still, oh, oh What's it for Wash the door in the attic In the attic, oh, oh [Chorus] Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh I don't know about the weather Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh I don't know about the weather Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh I don't know about the weather Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh I don't know about the weather [Verse 2] They asked me if I knew about the weather All I could do was shake my head and say no I wanted to understand them Do I look like I know about the weather? Did they just trick me? Are they keeping secrets from me? No, I don't know, I'll never know I've only met one man who knows of it He does much more than know At least that's what they say to me (Maybe I'm a child) [Verse 3] Do not push, do not shove, do not give me any trouble The talk of the town is I've looked at the sun too many times Does it hurt when you blink or Sting when you cry? As a matter of fact [Verse 4] The words that come from them are vulgar They don't tell me the truth, not many have But I'll tell them the truth, I'd be honest I deserve what he has, I deserve to know The power he has, the praise he's received I look onto them and ask, "Why?" Let me harvest your righteousness We must come together, bring food, bring drink Topple before me onto the gravel For I am your savior Thomas of Santa Monica