Favorite Things — текст песни (Incubus)

I`m thinking of my soul`s sovereignty.,
and I know everything you hate in me.
Fill me up with over-pious badgerings,
to throw them up, oh, one of my favorite things.
Remember all the lessons fed to me?
Me the young sponge, so ready to agree.
Years have gone; I 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.
And 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.