2 Foot Yard Plane Song
the small boy in 21-F lets out a holler
(so the wind knows he`s close, he`s so
close now.)
he cries so hard, there`s not enough air
in the whole damn plane
to feed him.
the list of the things that he`ll cry for tomorrow is
long,
but this is a good one.
he looks at me like i`m crazy for keeping my cool
(don`t you know what is happening?
what is happening?)
i think to myself that there are not
enough tears
in this whole damn boy
to last me a minute.
the list of the things that i want him to laugh for
tomorrow is long,
but this is a good one.
