Jean Dawson
Sore in spades
Blue moon by June
Never speak, it's always to soon
Said a verbal warning is good
Always tend to be in a rut, by noon
Forgot to fornicate with some girl
Had to lead her on and get lost
Home wrecker is a different breed
That homework hater is a different me
Sure to age, liable to change with aid
I'm as fragile as my innocence
My two cents are useless
Couldn't care less to mute kids
If you need another reason as to why I'm sane
Don't wait
I'm a stray
And if you needed clarity
Charity is the word
Let me hand you all a ticket
To see the show disperse
Spitting uncanny thoughts
Back to crying on a log
As it's spinning, I'm spinning
I'm spiraling to Mars
Light a charge for a firework
That blows up in the sky
Might attach myself to it
If it helps you catch the vibe
And that's right
I'm a nuisance to few other kids
But whats worse
A nuisance or the news that he gets and gives
It's ruthless, kid
A booze isn't for me
But I bet that it improves the mood
You all lay
On a table for two
And when the dinner is served
And you all eat your desserts
I'll be on my grind
Writing ya'll a thousand words
Paint a picture if it isn't obvious
Some of you oblivious to the ambience
But meanwhile
I've been listening to it ensured
That all I need to cure
My hate against the world
Is a
Girl or
Another pearl
Or some time outside
Cry a little
If you don't happen to mind
Girl or
Another pearl
Or some time outside
Cry a little
If you don't happen to mind
Girl or
Another pearl
Or some time outside
Cry a little
If you don't happen to mind
Girl or
Another pearl
Or some time outside
Cry a little
If you don't happen to mind
Said it once I'll say it twice
I know it gets dark
Life's a little sore in spades
But never too rough
Hope to God I get to see
Another eclipse
And by then wish I was
Able to stay a kid