(c) Danielle K. Fluster
January 28th, 2002 ~ January 30th, 2002
Genre: playful poppish / alternative
I woke up late, I'm on the way to work
All of my friends are actin' like big jerks
Everyone seems to understand
I ask my baby "Won't you please hold my hand?"
Just about to ask, "What's goin' on?"
When baby turns to me and says "Who are ya, mon?"
It's that reggae-style voice that I like
But I look him in the eyes and he says "Take a hike"
Bridge:
I feel like I'm stuck inside a dream
They say "Come as You Are"
But they're dressed like Halloween
Chorus:
Slow down! Someone explain!
I don't think that my brain
Can figure out what you're trying to say
On the way to school one day
I see my friends, but they don't say "Hey!"
Instead they act like manmade toys
You can't even tell the girls from the boys
Suddenly I'm turnin' into one, too
Suddenly we're all stuck makin' shoes
Am I the only one who wants out?
When I'm protesting they say "Shut your mouth!"
Bridge
Chorus
