[Will.I.AM]
bubble pop, bubble pop, bubble pop,

Don,t you think it strange all the range I,m making up
Sugar, sweetest smack of candy cane melted in your mouth
...make it rough
Once I show you how you,ll never get enough

[Chorus]
I got my bubble, hey, I got my bubble, hey hey
I got my bubble, yeah, I make my bubble pop
I got my bubble, hey, I got my bubble, hey hey
I got my bubble, yeah, I make my bubble pop

Dead men, they celebrate
as the final chapter fades away
Cuz they can't hide;
We can see their flesh is rotten!

The band plays a hopeful tune
The champagne is poured as they socialize
The look in their eyes
Hide in the light

The problem with society's been how do we teach
And if they'll believe.
We'll fight this battle for years to come
'til we all accept that we can stand on our own.
Grandfather used his hands, he worked them to the bone.
Provide his family with a happy home, alone.

Don't take your aggression out on me.
My own man is all I'm meant to be.

Can't you see I'm easily bothered by persistence
One step from lashing out at you...
You want in to get under my skin
And call yourself a friend
I've got more friends like you
What do I do?

I wake up every morning, bright and early
Roll out of bed but I'm never quite alone
Tension is pulling me in all directions
And all of these problems use me as their own
Sometimes the pressure will just drive you crazy
At any time I could explode
I need some piece of mind, it's got me tired
Don't wanna lose it, but I'm turning down that road

I need a moment 'cause I've spread myself to thin
We all need a moment in our life
Works hard, the days too long
And that's just where it begins
Tension has had us all this time

Weekends on young and angry streets
We meet, drink 'till trouble found us there
Living life as without a care
We've had our fights, been black and blue
Its true, I've even gone to jail for you my friends
Bet your life that I'd do it again

(Until the End)

Don't change the way you think of me
We're from the same story
Life moves on, can't stay the same
But some of us, I'm worried, yeah

As a young boy chasing Dragons
with your wooden sword so mighty,
You're St. George or you're David and you always
killed the beast
Times change very quickly
And you had to grow up early
A house in smoking ruins and the bodies at your feet

You'll die as you lived
In a flash of the blade
In corner forgotten away
You lived for the touch
For the feel of the steel
One man, in his Honour.