When I was young I felt restricted,
trouble was never far from my shore...
Right in front of my hut, as hunger dominate,
I kept on yelling, "God why?!"...
There once was a princess with skin oh so pale,
And gleaming brown hair almost down to her tail...
Stan's a man in uniform,
a man with real power...
Don't steal this poem from me, I have proof that...
My name is Tiffany, isn't that so fine...
The Lord is my Shepherd,
or this could be a cataclysm...
Our love was sweet and tender,
It was the kind of love that could last forever...
Once solid and whole
Now broken or split...
Inside of my head
Is a vast empty space...
The Bumblebees first bees up, large and clumsy...
They jump to their wings with furry coats, that...
His only job
Is here on Earth...
If you had God in your head
And he was giving you advice...