Oliver Houston The Dork Ages
[Verse]
I just wanted to say “hey,”
And then be on my way
But now, I kinda wanna stay
Here at the neighborhood motel
We're doing okay
But “hey,” maybe before I leave
I'll snag an apple from the family tree
Some seeds, a little snack, organic memory
Of everything you've done for me
‘Cause we're not the random products
Of autonomous energy;
You got your pals, you got your history
And the Dork Ages still rage inside of me
I think they will until eternity
