No, they don't understand the stories they've been toldParis needs once again to ask you about this magicSo tell me, you're lyingHave you always been so cold?Is there any reason?The Persian did not bleedHis faith confined in slaveryPara-pa-pa-paIt wasn't ever really toldNever really toldNo, it wasn't really toldYou could not have your soulFor that reasonSo I'm happy for youHappy for youYes, I'm happy for youHappy for youI feel happy for youHappy for youI feel happy for youHappy for youTo do what you were toldTo pour it out and unfoldTo satisfy the greedIs to fake a parodyDon't save me, deny itLet me right into your soulYou're the only sonYour eyes so hazel deepJust like an open bookConfessions saved your breedParis could not have your soulCould not have your soulNo, it could not have your soulIt could not have your soulFor that reasonSo I'm happy for youI'm happy for youYes, I'm happy for youHappy for youSo I'm happy for youI'm happy for youYes, I'm happy for youI feel happy for youI feel happy nowI feel it in my blood and in my soulOh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohYesOh-oh-oh-ohOh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohSo I'm happySo I'm happy for youHappy for youI'm happy for youHappy for youYes, I'm happy for youSo goddamn happyHappy for youSo I'm happy for youI'm happy for you