(Blackstar; Walker)
Well you can take that look off your face
Because I just cannot take it no more
Take that look right of your face
Your stupid face that I abhor
That I abhor
Well tell me to what do you amount?
Well come hear me shout
Well do not make me laugh
Ha ha ha ha ha ha
So not make me
Laugh on the other side of my face
With a little smile of scorn
With misery I have been graced
Bursting until my lungs are sore
Come hear me roar
And what have I achieved?
Come hear me sing
Do not make me laugh
