They all have bad accents here but they still take turns Trying to articulate with their blurry words They whisper and exclaim Simplify and complicate It always sounds strange They try to say your name It's never quite the same They think they've got it down It shifts a little and they always have to sound it out Don't they feel the sequence spin, grow, and then forget? Every new epiphany is just another step They confuse and conflate- Rebuke then relate- Double down or disavow Why can't they remember now? Everyone here has a bad accent, everyone does You're more or less here - The substance and the superstition Until the smoke clears It's hard sometimes to tell the difference We try to say your name It's never quite the same I think I've got it down It shifts a little and I always have to sound it out (Everyone here has a bad accent.) I'm terrible with names (Everyone here has a bad accent.) And terrified of grey (Everyone here has a bad accent.) I want to know right now (Everyone here has a bad accent.) It's really hard to learn We're never gonna figure you out When you sing- I may not know this song But it rings out really lovely when I hum along When you sing- I cannot play the tune But I guess someone here should leave their seat and dance with you When you sing... When you sing...