An Elf Like Me - Martin Freeman

What kind of an elf runs away to soak

When his not the best

Who bumbles alone

Wearing lost nights tinned on his vest

Insist to be smart

When all other elves declare his ding

A kind of an elf like him

And in the clouds burning

I'll tell the floor

Best to go back to the place you belong

Back where you were before

Time to regroup burn it

Time to repair

Time to go back to poop

And the shoveling scoop

And that whipped in the air

That's when it

Back to there

Learn to be will turn to them I take

Even a flee

What kind of an elf

Who doesn't realize in a way it's gone wrong

Who planned this around

Like a dying fish to sea song

You're best to rely on an elf like me

Which is you that elf aspires to be

What kind of an elf

Doesn't shy away from a monkey tasked

What kind of an elf

Answers yes no matter what you asked

What kind of an elf

As the where with all through this right

An elf who'll fight and never plead

A kind of an elf like me