these may be your finest hours the world is whistling and warm we have got forgotten powers you were charming you can do no harm let s just get to the good part let s just skip ahead come on get to the good part why can t we just skip ahead every artist falls apart thinking he s only only his art and when the world is lonely and dark it s a warning not to hitch apart let s just get to the good part come on skip ahead why can t we get to the good part come on skip ahead skip ahead come on skip ahead let s skip ahead skip ahead i can see the anxiety of trying to be yourself but i can t tell you what kind of hell it is to really think you re somebody else let s just get to the good part come on let s skip ahead come on let s get to the good part why can t we skip ahead skip ahead come on skip ahead let s skip ahead skip ahead