Mr. Amateur

I'm Mr. Amateur

On the freeway

I'm Mr. Amateur

With a cupcakeAnd I couldn't fly

And I couldn't make where to go

So I stood alone with dirty face

From cupcakes in the airAnd at that time

I wish I'd known you

With laser beams

And wearing bird suitYou'd throw an extra sword

I'd catch it, I'm amateur

You're wonderful