(2014)
No I won’t allow you To write about me It’s a waste of time A waste of a tree I don’t care if I’m imagined
He heard the damsel screaming As he stabbed the dragon through He knew he’d be her hero Since heroes are now few He climbed up the crooked tower
I know there must be some place aw… A place to call home that’s drive… An old log home, where friends wai… A hammock waiting on the beach nea… A t.v playing reruns of an old fav…
I just witnessed a crime what do… Do I tell the cops what I had to… But I’m afraid if I do I’ll get… Since one had looked at me Oh well here it goes
My parents trained the dog To let me know When dinner was ready So in I’d go I once came home late
Maybe just one more piece What could possibly go wrong It won’t really make a difference Oh dear it’s all gone...
Peter piper picked a pot of hasenpfeffer Drank it down, took another round It couldn’t get any better Peter went back to the market
There’s a secret to life Though no one can keep it It’s shaped many of men All those who have seen it It’s been written by scholars
he came in guns waving “everyone get down” but when they all started dancing he left with just a frown
I once was a wolf I followed a pack I grew out my hair Till it covered my back I howled to the moon
If red means anger And blue is sad White is pureness And yellow is glad What does orange mean
This is the boat of issues come on hop in here son “I don’t know if theres room to fit” “who’s one here?”
Alone lived a man Who only drank glue The cause of his problems Is what no one knew As a child he’d get sick
Upon her own pedestal Is where she sat Not down on earth She was too good for that She’s never wrong just ask her
If I don’t tip my hat When you walk by Don’t take me as being rude I’m a real nice guy please I swea… Don’t take me as a prude
