Pardon Me - The Bolshoi

In the light of

In the light of

In the light of things… I change

I change my color, shed my skin

It doesn’t matter too much

It’s all according to the place I’m in

Red or yellow, green or black

(Say something naughty)

Take it back

I’m so sorry

So sorry

Pardon me

In the light of

In the light of

In the light of things… I die, darling

I met this woman

It was insane

It was just like, you know, too much

We went out somewhere

Came back again

I reckon I’ll (ha)

Chop down that tree (chop chop)

(I didn’t mean to)

Pardon me

I’m sorry

So sorry

Pardon me

In the light of

In the light of

In the light of things… well

Laughing in the garden

Hiding up the tree

You won’t catch me (You won’t catch me)

No you won’t

In the light of

In the light of

In the light of things… I can be