A boy named Epic
Took his own name
From a big book
It's funny how your life
Becomes a story
You thought you were writing
A boy named Epic
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Yeah
A boy named Epic
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Oh, he lived by himself
But he kept his custard creams
Under the sideboard
Like a cat, yeah
A boy named Epic
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Yeah
A boy named Epic
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
And all
And all
Oh, he spent all his money
On records and magazines
He so wanted to be inside
To be inside that other world
To be in that big room
All by himself
A boy named Epic
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Yeah
A boy named Epic
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
And all
And all