A History of the Boys and Girls
A history of the boys and girls
A history of the boys and girls
Deserves a novel so I apologize
The novelist died in a narrative mess
And the pages written are long suppressed
And so I'm left to tell it
I don't expect to sell it
It's as brutal as Mother Goose
But it might be of some use
A history of the boys and girls
A history of the boys and girls
There's a chorus every child knows
And this is how it goes
Nothing makes me sing
Like this desire to blow up everything
I'm just an ant upon this road
Until I find a way to explode
I'll bring the neighborhood to its knees
And rub shoulders with the casualties
But the boys and girls know better
Besides the occasional martyr
Nobody needs to die
They're not so anxious to say goodbye
A history of the boys and girls
A history of the boys and girls
There's another song they sing
When love arranges everything
I'd like to lose myself in you
I want to I want to
Boys and girls in love
With boys and girls in love
Hearts like gravel underfoot
Hearts like windows covered up with soot |
Let's walk the alley together
Feel the crunch under our leather
I'm taking you with me
Have you decided what to do with me
A history of the boys and girls
Deserves a novel and I apologize
To all you perfect souls on ice
Those of you born with original sin
By the time you get to kindergarten
You'll do the penance necessary
To free everyone in purgatory
Because the boys and girls take the brunt of it
They're right out there in front of it
They do it for the fun of it
Never asking what will come of it
The boys and girls are out of control
Like screaming from a newborn soul
Give them comfort when you can
Before they leave for Neverland
Before they leave for Neverland
Give them comfort when you can
A history of the boys and girls
Deserves a novel so I apologize
Allow me one more piece of advice
If you ask nicely
For what you want
You might find somebody
Who lets you have it |
| © Mark Donato |
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