Time to wedge some regiment into my small town routine,
I've read the script twice over but could you guide me through this scene?
Keep your head straight, raincloud. You're only just sixteen,
Don't worry if you miss this part, we have a time machine.
So douse me in cold water, hang my spirit out to dry,
I've tried and failed a million times but never once asked why,
Look up, your net is open and reveals a bright blue sky,
But don't escape just yet, you simple cabbage butterfly.