I'm a nice person, I make words rhyme, I'm not famous coz I don't have the time.
They turned you into a dirty girl
Forced to play in their thirsty world
All your life you thought this was normal
Cause your slightly worse than other people
Not quite beautiful, not quite smart
Not quite clever, it’s not quite art
You just don’t get it, you never will
Not funny or cute, you just seem ill
Too old to get high, the party’s over
Memories, a pointless sad blur
Can’t cry when mourning, can’t laugh at jokes
Only makes small talk, don’t want them too close
Bald patches showing where you rip out your hair
Your teeth are rotten, your dirty soul bare
Used to be used, now you’re all used up
They avoid your gaze, like a homeless mutt
Now living and waiting, passing the time
Sinking further into your own mind
Everything hurts, too tired to explain
They don’t care, it’s not their pain
BILLY
Billy, I beg you, don’t pick up that gun
Don’t give up on yourself, don’t become
Another forgotten prison number
It’s not too late, things can get better
I know you’ve fallen through the cracks
You’ve cried for help, but no one called back
You’re in your room, thinking no one cares
Just step outside, you’ll find someone there.
Use words, not weapons, get loud, get strong
Demand your right to be seen, to belong
Teachers, Counsellors, Police or Chaplains
Try any of them, they do want to listen
If you choose violence, you can’t go back
You’ll wish you could, but it’s a one way track
You’ve been through enough, you deserve better days
Don’t use that gun, just walk away
Verse 1
Diddle diddle dumpling, Vlad the Impaler
Lost his hair color for criminal behavior
They say he danced with his concubine
But that kind of dancing is a crime.
Verse 2
Ra was found hiding under Hecate's skirts
Where magical blessings remove all the dirt
And all of the slaves that they could provide
Died, divorced, beheaded, survived.
Chorus
Be a believer or be a jerk
Or be anything that knows how to twerk
Shake your hair, roll your eyes then doom scroll
And that’s how we do the dumb arse shuffle
Verse 3
King Arthur enjoyed an eerie silence
Said enough when eerie was violent
He left Lancelot holding the reins
Sir Galahad died, but whose to blame
Verse 4
And hearts beat faster for the seven dwarves
Who grew even taller than the fairy queens shorts
One day, two days, take your place
Cause battery acid is good for your face
Chorus
Verse 5
Scheherazade danced around Alfred the Great
While he alone fought the hands of fate
So the bard sang sadly and everyone cried
For they all knew the music already died
They turned you into a dirty girl
Forced to play in their thirsty world
All your life you thought this was normal
Cause your slightly worse than other people
Not quite beautiful, not quite smart
Not quite clever, it’s not quite art
You just don’t get it, you never will
Not funny or cute, you just seem ill
Too old to get high, the party’s over
Memories, a pointless sad blur
Can’t cry when mourning, can’t laugh at jokes
Only makes small talk, don’t want them too close
Bald patches showing where you rip out your hair
Your teeth are rotten, your dirty soul bare
Used to be used, now you’re all used up
They avoid your gaze, like a homeless mutt
Now living and waiting, passing the time
Sinking further into your own mind
Everything hurts, too tired to explain
They don’t care, it’s not their pain
BILLY
Billy, I beg you, don’t pick up that gun
Don’t give up on yourself, don’t become
Another forgotten prison number
It’s not too late, things can get better
I know you’ve fallen through the cracks
You’ve cried for help, but no one called back
You’re in your room, thinking no one cares
Just step outside, you’ll find someone there.
Use words, not weapons, get loud, get strong
Demand your right to be seen, to belong
Teachers, Counsellors, Police or Chaplains
Try any of them, they do want to listen
If you choose violence, you can’t go back
You’ll wish you could, but it’s a one way track
You’ve been through enough, you deserve better days
Don’t use that gun, just walk away
Verse 1
Diddle diddle dumpling, Vlad the Impaler
Lost his hair color for criminal behavior
They say he danced with his concubine
But that kind of dancing is a crime.
Verse 2
Ra was found hiding under Hecate's skirts
Where magical blessings remove all the dirt
And all of the slaves that they could provide
Died, divorced, beheaded, survived.
Chorus
Be a believer or be a jerk
Or be anything that knows how to twerk
Shake your hair, roll your eyes then doom scroll
And that’s how we do the dumb arse shuffle
Verse 3
King Arthur enjoyed an eerie silence
Said enough when eerie was violent
He left Lancelot holding the reins
Sir Galahad died, but whose to blame
Verse 4
And hearts beat faster for the seven dwarves
Who grew even taller than the fairy queens shorts
One day, two days, take your place
Cause battery acid is good for your face
Chorus
Verse 5
Scheherazade danced around Alfred the Great
While he alone fought the hands of fate
So the bard sang sadly and everyone cried
For they all knew the music already died
Your childhood breathed its last kid
No Mother No Father for you
You better grow up fast kid
No Mother no Father for you.
You better get smart and you better get mean
Grow a thick skin, hide your soul and dreams
Beg for what you want then take what you need
No Mother No father for you.
No candy, games Amen kid
No Mother no Father for you
Pain is now your friend kid
No Mother no Father for you
Put a mask on your face, put a sleeve on your heart
Put some fire in your space, learn to see in the dark
Better make sure your bite is worse than your bark
No Mother no Father for you.
This could go either way kid
No Mother no Father for you
You can fight or you can pray kid
No Mother no Father for you
Do you wanna be loved or do you wanna be feared
You can hold then back or you can hold them near
Tend to your wounds, wipe away your tears
Discover another door through.
They turned you into a dirty girl
Forced to play in their thirsty world
All your life you thought this was normal
Cause your slightly worse than other people
Not quite beautiful, not quite smart
Not quite clever, it’s not quite art
You just don’t get it, you never will
Not funny or cute, you just seem ill
Too old to get high, the party’s over
Memories, a pointless sad blur
Can’t cry when mourning, can’t laugh at jokes
Only makes small talk, don’t want them too close
Bald patches showing where you rip out your hair
Your teeth are rotten, your dirty soul bare
Used to be used, now you’re all used up
They avoid your gaze, like a homeless mutt
Now living and waiting, passing the time
Sinking further into your own mind
Everything hurts, too tired to explain
They don’t care, it’s not their pain
BILLY
Billy, I beg you, don’t pick up that gun
Don’t give up on yourself, don’t become
Another forgotten prison number
It’s not too late, things can get better
I know you’ve fallen through the cracks
You’ve cried for help, but no one called back
You’re in your room, thinking no one cares
Just step outside, you’ll find someone there.
Use words, not weapons, get loud, get strong
Demand your right to be seen, to belong
Teachers, Counsellors, Police or Chaplains
Try any of them, they do want to listen
If you choose violence, you can’t go back
You’ll wish you could, but it’s a one way track
You’ve been through enough, you deserve better days
Don’t use that gun, just walk away
Verse 1
Diddle diddle dumpling, Vlad the Impaler
Lost his hair color for criminal behavior
They say he danced with his concubine
But that kind of dancing is a crime.
Verse 2
Ra was found hiding under Hecate's skirts
Where magical blessings remove all the dirt
And all of the slaves that they could provide
Died, divorced, beheaded, survived.
Chorus
Be a believer or be a jerk
Or be anything that knows how to twerk
Shake your hair, roll your eyes then doom scroll
And that’s how we do the dumb arse shuffle
Verse 3
King Arthur enjoyed an eerie silence
Said enough when eerie was violent
He left Lancelot holding the reins
Sir Galahad died, but whose to blame
Verse 4
And hearts beat faster for the seven dwarves
Who grew even taller than the fairy queens shorts
One day, two days, take your place
Cause battery acid is good for your face
Chorus
Verse 5
Scheherazade danced around Alfred the Great
While he alone fought the hands of fate
So the bard sang sadly and everyone cried
For they all knew the music already died
Your childhood breathed its last kid
No Mother No Father for you
You better grow up fast kid
No Mother no Father for you.
You better get smart and you better get mean
Grow a thick skin, hide your soul and dreams
Beg for what you want then take what you need
No Mother No father for you.
No candy, games Amen kid
No Mother no Father for you
Pain is now your friend kid
No Mother no Father for you
Put a mask on your face, put a sleeve on your heart
Put some fire in your space, learn to see in the dark
Better make sure your bite is worse than your bark
No Mother no Father for you.
This could go either way kid
No Mother no Father for you
You can fight or you can pray kid
No Mother no Father for you
Do you wanna be loved or do you wanna be feared
You can hold then back or you can hold them near
Tend to your wounds, wipe away your tears
Discover another door through.
I'm a nice person, I make words rhyme, I'm not famous coz I don't have the time.
I once had a exercise book full of my poetry.....But I lost it
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