I KNOW I'M WIRED WEIRD
There's always answers, so they say
What was the question anyway?
I opened the door
I fell on the floor
And from my new location
Try to do some more
I'm here but not here, is sort of it
By now even my mom has noticed it
You've seen me before
But where, you're not sure
And I'm making it up as I go along
...Long, singing a song...
Song, song, it's where I belong...
Music is my first language
That's how it is
I know I'm wired weird
So what's the deal
And what's okay?
And what's the new news anyway?
Papyrus is fine;
I'll write on behinds
Drop trouser, there you go,
Now you can walk away
And brag about it to the class
This crazy bloke
Just wrote a song on my ass
And meanwhile here,
To me, it's next year
I keep makin' it up as I go along
...Long, singing a song
Song, yeah, it's where I belong
Music is my first language
That's how it is
I know I'm wired weird
~Guitar solo~
Let's say, I never make the grade...
And you won't see me in the Hit Parade...
I don't give a damn
I'll stay who I am
I know I'm wired weird
But that's the dealio
Yes, that's the dealio here...
I don't give a damn
I'll stay who I am
I know I'm wired weird
But that's the dealio
Yeah, that's the dealio here
Copyright 2019 ~ JESUS OLDMAN