When we have ideas we let them go. But with hands shaped like feet we often hear no. And what am I to do, snug in my dancing shoes... when we use ice cubes for igloos? If we raise our fists we'll let them know. But with arm bones like stones we move so slow. And what am I to do, snug in my dancing shoes... when we use ice cubes for igloos? If only what I did was enough I wouldn't have to try to spill guts. Get up and fight them for the things that you love.