I know so many people who think they can do it aloneThey isolate their heads and stay in their safety zone
What can you tell them?What can you say that won't make them defensive?
Hang on to your ego!Hang on to your ego!Hang on to your ego!
Hang on, but I know that you're gonna lose the fight
They come on like they're peacefulBut inside they're so uptightThey trip through the dayAnd waste all their thoughts at nightNow how can I say it?And how can I come onWhen I know I'm guilty?
Yeah, hang on to your ego!Hang on to your ego!Hang on to your ego!
Hang on, but I know that you're gonna lose the fight
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[cool banjo interlude]Now how can I say it?And how can I come onWhen I know I'm guilty?
So, hang on to your ego!Hang on to your ego!Hang on to your ego!
Hang on, but I know that you're gonna lose the fighta doobie doobay...do
[Marylin Wilson to BW's dog]: Banana!
[Brian Wilson]: Hey Chuck is it possible we could bring a horse in here without...if we don't screw anything up?
[Chuck Britz]: I beg your pardon?
[Brian Wilson]: Honest to God, now, the horse is tamed and everything.