Song parody of
What's the Password? (feat. Dying Seed)
by Hot Liquids Burn Like Fire
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I wrote a song for you
I spent at least a fortnight
Oh, how pretentious to use the word fortnight
I wrote the song in two weeks
I can't count past four
What's the password?
Abracadabra, witches' brew
Open sesame, please and thank you
I wrote a riff for this song
It wasn't here last verse
It provides a little counterpoint and variation
This riff with keep you listening
I can't count past four
What's the password?
Abracadabra, witches' brew
Open sesame, please and thank you
I use such silly drum sounds
Wouldn't want you to think there was a real drummer
Musicians are so expensive
And your song is just not worth it
I can't count past four
What's the password?
Abracadabra, witches' brew
Open sesame, please and thank you
They say it's the thought that counts
But each thought is an obsession
It's not that the thoughts count
It's that I can't count past four
I wrote a song for you
I spent at least a fortnight
Oh, how pretentious to use the word fortnight
I wrote the song in two weeks
I can't count past four
What's the password?
Abracadabra, witches' brew
Open sesame, please and thank you
I wrote a riff for this song
It wasn't here last verse
It provides a little counterpoint and variation
This riff with keep you listening
I can't count past four
What's the password?
Abracadabra, witches' brew
Open sesame, please and thank you
I use such silly drum sounds
Wouldn't want you to think there was a real drummer
Musicians are so expensive
And your song is just not worth it
I can't count past four
What's the password?
Abracadabra, witches' brew
Open sesame, please and thank you
They say it's the thought that counts
But each thought is an obsession
It's not that the thoughts count
It's that I can't count past four
