Favorite Things

I'm thinking of my soul severity

And I know everything you hate in me

Fill me up with over-pious badgerate

Throw them up; one of my favorite things



Too bad the things that make you mad

Are my favorite things

My favorite things



Remember all the lessons fed to me

Me, the young sponge, so ready to agree

Years have gone; recognize the walking dead

Now aware that I'm alive and way ahead



Too bad the things that make you mad

Are my favorite things

Hell ya

Wo ya

I'm so happy



I see you looking

I know that you're thinking

That I'll never go anywhere

The things that I've done

And the things that I've seen

I don't really expect you to care

Go!



Too bad the things that make you mad

Are my favorite things

Hell ya

Wo ya

I'm so happy

Too bad the things that make you mad

Are my favorite

Too bad the things that make you mad

Are my favorite things.