They all have bad accents here but they still take turns
Trying to articulate with their blurry words
They whisper and exclaim
Simplify and complicate
It always sounds strange

They try to say your name
It's never quite the same
They think they’ve got it down
It shifts a little and they always have to sound it out

Don't they feel the sequence spin, grow, and then forget?
Every new epiphany is just another step
They confuse and conflate-
Rebuke then relate-
Double down or disavow
Why can't they remember now?

Everyone here has a bad accent, everyone does

You’re more or less here -
The substance and the superstition
Until the smoke clears
It's hard sometimes to tell the difference

We try to say your name
It's never quite the same
I think I've got it down
It shifts a little and I always have to sound it out

(Everyone here has a bad accent.)
I'm terrible with names
(Everyone here has a bad accent.)
And terrified of grey
(Everyone here has a bad accent.)
I want to know right now
(Everyone here has a bad accent.)
It's really hard to learn
We're never gonna figure you out

When you sing-
I may not know this song
But it rings out really lovely when I hum along
When you sing-
I cannot play the tune
But I guess someone here should leave their seat and dance with you
When you sing...
When you sing...