Karaoké H.S Tom Cardy

Now and then we all get a thought that stops us in our tracks

Am I livin' to my full potential or am I holdin' myself back

You gotta stop with that shit 'cos you're p-p-perfect

Shake off that analysis paralysis

If you need some help to see take a lesson from space

They say Pluto's not a planet

Do you think that Pluto gives a shit

Pluto is not gonna quit 'cos Pluto can take a hit

And Pluto knows what Pluto is

And Pluto knows that Pluto's

Hot shit

And you know Pluto knows it

I won't ever be a planet

It don't matter 'cos I know that I'm still

Hot shit

And you're hot shit too

So get out of your brain and just do what you're supposed to do

Hot shit

And you know Pluto knows it

Expect some fuckin' magic from the dwarf planet

Hot shit

And you're hot shit too

So get out of your way and just do what you were born to do

Before Pluto got wise and said Gosh dang it

It's true Pluto was jealous of them big other planets

But did you know that Jupiter the biggest by far was also jealous 'cos the dorks on Earth called him a failed star

The star that he was jealous of was called our Sun

Who was herself consumed with thoughts that she would never become

A big black hole

She would constantly chase the dream to be so big that she could eat time and space

Ten quadrillion miles away a place the sun could not see

There sat a bad bitch suckin' up reality

Who turned her gaze into the center of our galaxy

And said

When I'm supermassive yeah

I'll be happy

But the biggest baddest supermassive thing to exist spun in the middle of them all and said I think I'm seein' shit

I've seen a perfect protostar

I've seen a triple quasar but I've never seen a dwarf planet go this hard

Hot shit

And you know Pluto knows it

I don't need to be a planet 'cos I know that

I'm still worth it baby

Hot shit

And you're hot shit too

So stop doubtin' yourself and just feel this cosmic groove

Hot shit

And you know Pluto knows it

Expect some fuckin' naughty from this heavenly body yeah

Hot shit

And you're hot shit too so look up to the stars

The universe was made for you

Now and then

I get the thought that stops me in my tracks

Am I talkin' about space too much

I should really try to cut back

I gotta stop with that shit 'cos I'm p-p-perfect

Space is fuckin' cool and so are you if you let me talk about space with you

Hot shit

And you know that I know it

I won't ever be an astronaut but I'm still hot like Halley's Comet

Hot shit

And you're hot shit too so let's shoot for the stars

I bet we'll land on the moon

Hot shit

Do ya' like ma' space metaphor

Hot shit

Would you like to know what I use it for

To prove to you that you are hot shit too

Now get out of my room and show this planet what hot shit do

Hot shit