Letra de Bohemian Groove, Pt. 2 (Cremation)

[Verse 1: Will Connolly]
Celebrate, bro; you're at the club
Under the midsummer sun
Move and shake, bro
You've assembled with the most essential members
It's fate, you've waited for so long, I know
Have a beer, bro, and have a fifth
The coast is clear, the view is sick
Your fear, bro
Is so endearing, caterpillars come not here
We're safe, we're gated, closeted, alone
[Pre-Chorus: Connolly]
Just a redwood fortress
And an owl towering over us
[Chorus: Connolly]
Raise it up, to the skies
Shake the walls, the roof will rise
Crank it up, cremate anxiety
You've been given the key
[Verse 2: Connolly]
Take a hit bro, pass it to the left
We wake and bake when we tech and sitzprobe
It's like tradition
After we go skinny dipping
In the russian river till we're called
Tonight we'll dance like no one's watching
No one can stop us, we're the cops
The chancellors, governors, prime ministers
They're loving us
You can't imagine all the strings we pull
[Pre-Chorus: Connolly]
At this redwood fortress
With the owl towering over us
[Chorus: Connolly]
Raise it up, to the skies
Shake the walls, the roof will rise
Crank it up, cremate anxiety
You've been given the key
[Outro: Marilyn Monroe]
Well, I have to explain to you, I was never used to being happy! So, it wasn't something I was sort of counting on. And there is a need for aloneness—which I didn't think that most people realized—for a creative person, or an actress