[Intro] / x4 [Verse 1] And I’m standing up in my practice room I’m all alone the speakers almost blown On my new Gibson amp Oh what the hell [Verse 2] Things are not so different in my vocal master You’re the face that launched one thousand shits Greeks and Trojans and their thousand shits The shits lining the shores of Asia Minor Lining on the shores of Asia Minor You can tell that I’m not a minor in Asia no more [Chorus] I’m standing up This is the face that launched a thousand shits I’m standing up This is the face that launched a thousand shits [Instrumental] / x4 [Verse 3] This is the face that shot Who never have replaced Splitting up his kingdom into three separate parts For his sons and their three separate hearts