I am a beacon of positivity, I am a beacon of positivity, I am a beacon of positivity.
I'm pretty and bright, I'm a shiny white light.
I am a beacon of positivity.
Nobody dies tonight.
I breathe and count to ten and I love my fellow men.
I am dignified, I can let it slide; I am in a state of frickin zen.
I don't feel like slinging mud, I don't feel like drawing blood.
I will not attack, I will just unpack, and pull this knife right out of my back.
And breathe.
I'm on a summer lake, and I bend, I do not break.
She's an evil snake and her pearls are fake, but her worthless life's not mine to take.
We don't hit her good and hard, we don't leave her badly scarred,
We don't hit that tramp with this lava lamp and bury her in Harvard Yard.
No negativity is allowed, I am a white fluffy cloud,
A cuddly warm teddy bear, a unicorn...
Hell, I don't care.
I will not plan any plot, I don't want anyone shot,
Run over until she's just a flat wet spot in a parking lot...
No I do not.
I am a beacon of positivity.
What was I speaking of? Positivity.
Positively reeking of positivity.
Nobody dies tonight.
