Landed on My Head - Barenaked Ladies

You know my face, not my name

It’s funny all the same

They won’t know what hit these fools

I’m gonna rewrite the rules

Set the trap, lay in wait

The payoff will be great

It’s subtle and dry and slow

I won’t telegraph the blow

Hell no, I’m not asking for attention

Seems though you may have misread my intentions

Let go, maybe we won’t need to mention

How I landed on my head

Don the suit, hit the ramp

Take it like a champ

Then a tremendous fall, or maybe a wrecking ball?

I brought the Funk, just in time

Enthusiasm’s fine

Consider yourself told

After they made me, they broke the mold

Hell no, I’m not asking for exemptions

Seems though I may have messed with your conventions

Let go, maybe we won’t need to mention

How I landed on my head

Wake me up when we land

I’ll never understand

Man, it can get so dull

Let’s make it uncomfortable

Line you up for the kill, then stay completely still

You won’t see it coming then

I’m making you laugh again

Hell no, I’m not asking for attention

Seems though I may have increased all the tension

Let go, maybe we won’t need to mention

How I landed on my head

Landed on my head

How I landed on my head