Picture the scene It’s so surreal It’s so surreal to me Picture the scene Where nothing’s real It’s so surreal to me
Picture the scene It’s so surreal It’s so surreal to me Picture the scene Where nothing’s real It’s so surreal to me
I’ll clap my hands I’ll stomp my feet I don’t know if I am alive I’ll pinch myself I’ll take my pulse I don’t know what I can try
I am a painter from a brush outside El Salvador I am the music in when ya call a score, yeah!
So picture the scene It’s so surreal It’s so surreal to me I’ll clap my hands I’ll stomp my feet I don’t know if I am alive I’ll pinch myself I’ll take my pulse I don’t know what I can try
I’m in the sequel, watching over me My hands are clean as Jon Malone (oh la la)
So picture the scene So picture the scene Y’know what I mean? So picture the scene Y’know what I mean? So picture the scene
I am a painter from a brush outside El Salvador I am the music in when ya call a score We are the people from [?] I’d rather play in the hands of Jon Malone (oh la la)
So picture the scene So picture the scene Y’know what I mean? So picture the scene Y’know what I mean? So picture the scene Y’know what I mean? So picture the scene Y’know what I mean? So picture the scene If y’know what I mean So picture the scene