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Mine is the Kingdom of Shy
I'm a consequential lonely guy
And don't try to lend me a smile
I've got grins piled up to the sky.
There's not too much time for friends
My official duties never end
Want to break from my throne and fly
From the castle in the Kingdom of Shy.
A buttery day, my battery's wound
On the tail of my prey on the merry-go-round
My tongue is alive and man, am I stumping
For something, or one thing, to get me pumping.
Mine is the Kingdom of Shy
I'm a monumentally meek kind of guy
Is there some paperback I can buy
That will teach this pony to fly?
An eight-hour train, she sat next to me
She told me her name, put her hand on my knee
The conversation started to deepen
I spent it pretending that I was sleeping.
Mine is the Kingdom of Shy
I'm a bona fide-ly bashful guy
I'm not one who likes to testify
But I try, lord knows I'm trying.
Standing in the breakdown lane, looking like you can't explain
Thumb's out, the sign says, Going
my
way?
I slowed it, unrolled it, hold it... (click, click, click, click, click,
click, click)
Then sped away.
Such is the Kingdom of Shy
I'm the quintessential quiet guy
You may never teach a pony to fly
But I try, lord knows how I'm trying
And one day you might see this pony fly
Straight up in the sky with a lottery smile
Direct, non-stop, one way out from the Kingdom of Shy
I'm the monumental monarch of the Kingdom of Shy... guy.