Paparella Lyrics

Paparella was a prized pastry boy

He could never get a room

You shouldn't tell her 'bout them prized pastries, boy

Never wanting to improve

Talk about the rain, the sun

No life, no one

Mysterion

The champion

Paparella was a prized pastry boy

Working daily through the night

And other hours escaping from his plight

In a digital archive

Forget about the rain, the sun

No life, no one

Mysterion

The champion

Forget about the rain, the sun

No life, no one

Mysterion

The champion

Into the dirt

With the weight of the world

You're asking"what's it about?"

But you won't find it out

'Til you get around

Paparella met a lady out last night

Introduced himself as well

Feeling better than to try to rationalise

Reciprocity's a spell

Laugh about the rain, the sun

The light, the love

Mysterion

The champion

Paparella is a prized pastry boy

And he's married to Elynn

You shouldn't talk about the thing your heart's not in

Until you're ready to begin

And contemplate the rain, the sun

The light, the love

The only one

The champion