Like the girl that we met at the serpent mound Like the thing that we saw in the ultrasound Like the path through the woods that the natives shun Like the hair on the mole of the chosen one Either way, we don't pay Tear the skin right off the sun Everybody knows who is the chosen one Like the star in the stone of the elder thing Like the deal that we made with the morlock king Like the path through the woods that the natives shun Like the hair on the mole of the chosen one Either way, we don't pay Tear the skin right off the sun Everybody knows who is the chosen one