Lyrics:

Rice won't grow at home
And the Moon doesn't favor girls
Giant fork and spoon
Is a sign that the game is on
You know Karate now?
From a show?
When two of the raiders come
I'm counting on you to throw more than shapes
I'm counting on you to throw more than shapes
I'm counting on you to throw
Men now don't fight with swords
But I would be good
I'd cut you not just with words
Cut you not just with words
So you melt chocolate hearts
Well I can forstall the Sun
When two of the raiders come
I'm counting on you to throw more than shapes
I'm counting on you to throw more than shapes
I'm counting on you to throw
Angels rush in where I fear to tread
Secrets, secrets, damn your secrets
So you melt chocolate hearts
Well I can forstall the Sun
Till all the raiders come
I'm counting on you to throw more than shapes
I'm counting on you to throw more than shapes
I'm counting on you to throw more than shapes
I'm counting on you to throw
Just so you know
It's all I'm waiting for