[Intro] [Sinister whisper] Let's see... What are we picking tonight? [Verse 1] Keys on the table, names in a row Every bright label says ready to go You point to the case with the scuffed-up side I tap on the latch and let chance decide Too many choices, too little time A dozen bad answers all sound just fine You say, "Pick one," with a grin like a dare I spin the old wheel and point anywhere [Pre-Chorus] Too many toys Too many voices Too many choices Inside my head [Chorus] Maybe the short one, maybe the long Maybe the one with the crooked song Maybe the heavy one, maybe the light Maybe the oddball gets picked tonight Maybe the old one, maybe the new Maybe I turn and hand it to you Maybe we laugh as the labels all blur Maybe the answer is neither of ours [Verse 2] One has a scratch like a map of the moon One has a latch that goes clack-clack too soon One wears a sticker from last Halloween One's been the star of the whole damn scene You hold up two and I shake my head The little one squeaks when you lift it instead The big one wobbles, the odd one rolls Now every case has escaped its role [Breakdown] Pick! One! Pick! One! Wait— Which one? Pick! One! Pick! One! Nope! Not that one! [Guitar Solo] [Fast shredding guitar solo] [Shouted] HEY! HEY! HEY! [Verse 3] There's a tin whistle in the back of the drawer A paper crown by the basement door A foam rubber hammer with one loose eye A rubber duck wearing a necktie You lift the crown and you bow to the room I crown the duck and it steals the perfume All of that choosing, all of that fuss Now the duck's in charge and it's choosing for us [Bridge] [Music cuts] You know what's funny? We spent all night picking the thing. The duck picked us. [Final Chorus] Maybe the short one, maybe the long Maybe the duck gets to lead the song Maybe the old one, maybe the new Maybe the crown looks better on you Maybe we shelve every grand design Maybe this squeaky bird is the sign Maybe the answer was under our noses— The duck gets the crown, and the whole room poses! [Outro] [Music drops out] Forget the cases. Forget the list. The duck has spoken. [Quack] [Playful final pivot]
