Lyrics

I know what you're thinking My words are: I love you Your words are: You're leaving But I promise this is not my exodus Because deep down in my chest I carry these blueprints That I can carry out With a modicum of help I'll build us a pyramid Where you, me, and Jon can live And we'll make the catacombs Our home sweet home Of course, you'll have the biggest room in the house Because your drum set can't fit in the parlor Because that's where we'll keep the grand pianos The three of us will start a band Call it the Tito Puente Experience And travel the country in a multi-colored minivan We'll sleep away the daylight, and only come out at night And "Molybdenum" will become our word for "Everything's alright" I'll build us a pyramid Where you, me, and Jon can live And we'll make the catacombs Our home sweet home They'll make a movie about our lives And Spike Jonze will direct And maybe Danny Elfman Will write the soundtrack Or maybe we'll do it all by hand Soundtrack it with our Tito Puente Band Then turn down the Palm D'or at Cannes We'll say we're too busy saving orphans From lions filled with burning nuns We didn't want the fame We just did it for the fun I'll build us a pyramid Where you, me, and Jon can live And we'll make the catacombs Our home sweet home We'll throw the greatest diner parties And everyone will wanna come Roomie Bri will bring the rice And it'll all be molybdenum And then you'll open up your bag And pull out a river raft And we'll float down the cataracts And then we'll resurrect All the dead shows and actors that we miss Because we'll be Pharaohs And Pharaohs can do things like that I'll build us a pyramid Where you, me, and Jon can live And we'll make the catacombs Our home sweet home I'll build us a pyramid Where you, me, and Jon can live And we'll fill the catacombs with memories I'll miss you, X-tb