Testo di Favorite Things

I'm thinking of my soul's sovereignty And I know everything you hate in me Fill me up with over-pious badgerings To throw them up, oh, one of my favorite things Too bad the things that make you mad Are my favorite things favorite things Remember all the lessons fed to me? Me the young sponge, so ready to agree Years have gone; I recognize the walking dead Now aware that I'm alive and way ahead Too bad the things that make you mad Are my favorite things And I'm so happy I see you looking, I know that you're thinking That I'll never go anywhere The things that I've done And the things that I've seen I don't really expect you to care.