The World Will Deem Us Dangerous

Don't ever grow up kid that's what my grandpa told me

Right before they checked him in and cataloged his clothing

Because when you are a little child then crazy is creative

Then you reach a certain age and the world will deem you dangerous

But I would never hurt a fly unless it sold my secrets

To a spider on the wall whose eight eyes are contagious

I want to tell you all these things before I see the doctor

Because I don't know what I'll remember once they start to shock me

Yes the world can be cold

Yes the world can be cruel

Sometimes the only thing that you or I could do

Is laugh about it

Cry about it

Dance around it

Like another fool

I guess it started back right at my daddy's funeral

While everyone shook and cried I thought about that new girl

And how a flower in her hair would make her more fantastic

So after his eulogy I picked one off the casket

Next day in our science class I left it by her notebook

But it was all brown and burned the smell of death had killed it

And when she saw my wilted heart she raised her hand said teacher

Someone left trash on my desk can you call someone to clean it

Yes the world can be cold

Yes the world can be cruel

Sometimes the only thing that you or I could do

Is laugh about it

Cry about it

Dance around it

Like another fool