Remember when life was fun and you could still hang out ♪ And people would buy what you have to sell ♪ But now you're just knocked-out and slumped on the floor Like here it goes This is the story that you're gonna tell ♪ You couldn't see that you had it all ♪ Was always short but acted so tall ♪ But now you woke up, and you looked in the mirror Here it comes Maybe you're very small ♪ It doesn't have to be a moral to every tale ♪ Maybe, well, sometimes I just like to sing ♪ Maybe I ain't got nothin' to sell (How can you tell?) ♪ Maybe I just stole your magic ring