Praise for Whatever

It's such a convoluted hour
To play amongst the flowers
When we're counting all the missiles down from three to one to none
And in a world of extremities
We all are accessories
So let the dancers inherit the party

Now here comes the big prize
And here comes my reward
Yeah here comes the big prize
And here comes my reward
Today we will just lay here for a little while

It's a comedy of errors
Between the knights and all the terrors
We've added all the numbers up and we're ready to go
And in a world made of allegories
Tell me what are you supposed to be
Oh let the dancers inherit the party

Oh here comes the big prize
And here comes my reward
Oh here comes the big prize
And here comes my reward
Yeah here comes the big prize
And here comes my reward
Oh here comes the big prize
And here comes my reward
Today we will just lay here for a little while

Here comes the prize
Here comes the reward
Here comes the prize
Here comes the prize
Here comes the reward
Here comes the big hand

Here comes the prize
Here comes the reward
Here comes the prize
Here comes the prize
Here comes the reward
Here comes the big hand

Here comes the prize
Here comes the reward
Here comes the prize
Here comes the prize
Here comes the reward
Here comes the prize

Here comes the prize
Here comes the reward
Here comes the big hand



Credits
Writer(s): Neil Hamilton Wilkinson, Phillip Harry Sumner, Abigail Helen Fry, Matthew James Wood, Jan Scott Wilkinson, Martin Richard Noble
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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