Zero or a Zillion (feat. Aesop Rock)

(Yeah, mother fuckers
 Keep the fucking doors set
 What
 Put your fucking hands down!)
 As I sit and listen to a kid you clearly influenced
 I text and say I'm glad that you're my friend (yay!)
 Then leave another perfect time show, feeling inspired and powerful
 "The Ghost of Corporate Future" in my head (my fucking head!)
 And as I count the ways that I've said "fuck you" to the man
 I don't care who thinks that I've sold out or not
 Since going barefoot I feel better
 That Regina fucking Spektor is a name I'll never be ashamed to drop (Go Regina!)
 I saw that little weirdo walk into the open mic, sit down shyly at the piano and then start (Wow!)
 Singing songs we'll start to knowing, silly, sad and so mind blowing
 They were undeniably straight from the heart (Right from the heart!)
 And the music
 It doesn't change
 No, songs remain the same
 Whether there are zero people or there are a zillion people in the world who are listening
 Yeah, the music
 It doesn't change
 No, songs remain the same
 Whether there are zero people or there are a zillion people in the world who are listening
 I have a friend named Eva, seventeen
 She's a soprano, she sings opera with a voice that makes me cry (cry!)
 But she sings in competitions and the kids at school give her shit
 I wish that she could sit back and close her eyes (eyes!)
 And feel the vibration of her voice inside her chest without worrying about who thinks that--who thinks who's the best
 While at time when there are people who think that it's not enough and there are people who think that I've went too far (too far!)
 All I ever wanted was to not feel suicidal
 And I traded in my meds for a guitar
 There's so much depression nowadays in adolescents
 And with all the social pressure that makes sense
 But music shouldn't be the problem
 Music should be the solution
 And only a positive experience (experience!)
 Because the music
 It doesn't change
 No, the songs remain the same
 Whether there are zero people or there are a zillion people in the world who are listening
 No, the music
 It doesn't change
 No, the songs remain the same
 Whether there are zero people or there are a zillion people in the world who are listening (tell 'em!)
 I have a friend named Johnny D
 His band is Tin Tree Factory
 Everything he does is gold to me
 And it's on archive.org for free
 Yes!
 W-W-W-DOT-A-R-C-H-I-V-E-DOT-O-R-G
 I like sittin' on the floor watchin' Johnny play
 On his knees, on a carpet
 Not on a stage
 In front of a fire, in a living room
 Cozy and warm full of potluck food
 But if one day suddenly Johnny got huge
 I'd be glad that you knew Johnny too (Johnny!)
 His songs are smart, important, brave
 Wanting that to myself would be totally lame (lame!)
 I don't claim to be Regina's only true fan
 Just because I knew her way back when
 And if you think Cat Stevens couldn't be my god
 'Cause I heard him first in Harold and Maude
 I bought all his albums
 I listened, I cried
 Teaser and the Firecat changed my life
 I painted a firecat on my jean jacket
 Drew "Peace Train"s on my homework packet
 I'm still listening to "The Wind (of my Soul)"
 And I'm a hard headed woman, so I've been told
 Yeah, music's just sound
 We're just ears
 Why are you affected by what who hears
 If Michael Jackson's hits make him less sacred
 Then you taking your clothes off makes me less naked
 When what each preach, I'll make it or break it
 Do you wanna abstain? (Uh, no.)
 Repeat after me
 You can like what you like
 You can like what you like
 And let them like what they like
 And let them like what they like
 You can like what you like
 You can like what you like
 And let them like what they like
 And let them like what they like
 Boom-boom-boom-shaka-shaka-shaka-boom
 Boom-boom-boom-shaka-shaka-boom-boom
 (And they, and they...
 Like, like...
 Like it!)
 I love you, Mikey!