Coke-bottle glasses, TV screen And I am your mother, Amy This is the end of Bollywood I am your right hand I am your best man I am I am I am Mysterious bruises, whisky smile And I am your monkey, stay a while I am reborn your favourite son I am reborn, blown through your backyard I am I am I am I am the way to heaven's gate So pour me a drink, for we fly away I am your right hand I am your best man I am your right hand I am your best man