Pardon me while I burst.
Pardon me while I burst.

A decade ago, I never thought I would be
At twenty-three on the verge of spontaneous combustion; woe-is-me.
But I guess that it comes with the territory
An ominous landscape of never-ending calamity
I need you to hear, I need you to see
That I have had all I can take and exploding seems like a definite
Possibility to me

So pardon me while I burst into flames.
I've had enough of the world and its people's mindless games.
So pardon me while I burn and rise above the flame.
Pardon me, pardon me; they'll never be the same.

Not two days ago, I was having a look in a book
And I saw a picture of a guy fried up above his knees.
I said, "I can relate," 'Cause lately I've been
Thinking of combustication as a welcomed vacation from
The burdens of the planet Earth;
Like gravity, hypocrisy, and the perils of being in 3-D,
But thinking so much differently

Pardon me while I burst into flames.
I've had enough of the world and its people's mindless games.
So pardon me while I burn and rise above the flame.
Pardon me, pardon me; they'll never be the same

Never be the same, yeah.

Pardon me while I burst into flames.
Pardon me. Pardon me. Pardon me.

So pardon me while I burst into flames.
I've had enough of the world and its people's mindless games.
So pardon me while I burn and rise above the flame.
Pardon me, pardon me; they'll never be the same

Never be the same, yeah.