Worlds Greatest Dad Page #9

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Ee do ba be

ee da ba ba ba

Um bo bo be lap

People on streets,

ee da de da de

People on streets,

ee da de da de da de da

It's the terror of knowing

what this world is about

Watching some good friends

screaming, "Let me out"

Pray tomorrow

gets me higher high high

Pressure on people,

people on streets

Turned away from it all

like a blind man

Sat on a fence

but it don't work

Keep coming up

with love

But it's so slashed

and torn

Why?

Why? Why?

Love love love

love love

Insanity laughs

under pressure we're breaking

can't we give ourselves

one more chance?

Why can't we give love

that one more chance?

Why can't we give love

give love give love give love

Give love give love give love

give love give love

'cause love's

such an old-fashioned word

And love dares you to care

For the people on the edge

of the night

And love dares

you to change our way

Of caring about ourselves

This is our last dance

This is ourselves

Under pressure

Pressure.

I knew you

wrote the book.

I liked it.

- Really?

- You're a good writer.

I think

you should keep writing.

Thanks, Andrew. I will.

Hey, Andrew.

- What are you doing?

- Nothing.

Do you want something

to eat?

I'd like that

very much, sir.

I'm vegetarian.

I know.

Yeah

I've always been

this way

Never known

any other way to feel

Got the right of way

And all of the others

must yield

Now I'm naked

And I'm in school

I can't make it

To the door

Yeah

Try to understand

That an oyster can only

make a pearl

From a grain of sand

But from what I don't know

makes a girl

But I'm trying

Not to laugh

Inside I'm dying

- When we break

- When we will break

- Apart

- Apart

- Then you take

- Then you take

- Back your heart

- Back your heart

And it aches in the dark

But it makes

A tiny spark

I've always been this way

Never known

any other way to feel

Got the right of way

And all of the others

must yield

Now I'm naked

And I'm in school

I can't make it

To the door

We were lying

In the grass

I was trying

Oh, not to laugh

I was drowning

In the past.

I know the way

To lose my cares

When this boy's burdens

Are too much to bear

I'm up in a cloud

Flying in the sky

I float away

When I get high

high high

Folks toss and turn

And walk the floor

When that old wolf

aooh aooh aooh!

Is outside the door

I'll roll the reefer

If wolfy brings the rye

Let's drink and puff,

yeah yeah

When I get high...

come on, Mr. Wolf,

let's blow this house down.

- (trumpet playing)

- Oh, is that the best you can do?

Aha. Back off, son,

let me try.

(puffing)

Ahh. Yeah!

I don't even care

about pigs.

I don't care

about anything.

When things are tough

And I've had enough

When life gets rough

I just light up

Blues can't catch me

They don't even try

I just look down

laughing

When I get high

high high

I get high!

Oh-ho-ho, I must be wearing

my elevator shoes.

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