I'm so ronery.
So ronery.
So ronery and sadry arone.
Dere'sno one,
just me onry,
sitting onmy rittle throne.
I wook rearry hard and make up great plans.
But nobody listens, no one understands...
Seems that no one takes me SER-RI-ROUS-REEEEEEEEE...
And so... I'm rone-ry...
A rittle rone-ry... Poor rittle me.
Dere's nobody I can rerate to. Feel rike a bird in a cage.
It's kind of sirry...But not rearry...Because it's firring my body with rage!
I 'm the smartest most clever, most physically fit
but nobody seems to rearize it.
When I change the world maybe they'll notice meeeeeeeeee---
until then I'll just be ronery... poor rittle me...
I'm so rone-ryyyyyy.