Chosen one
by: Flaming Lips (smog cover)
Well, you're a wild horse
On a collision course
With the sun
I wanted to ride that wild horse
Into the sun
But I no longer think
That I'm your chosen one
On no, I no longer think
That I'm your chosen one
Maybe it's best for you to ride
Ride into the sun
Because I no longer think
That I'm your chosen one
Oh no, I no longer think
That I'm your chosen one
