Night Driveway Practice

In the warm part of my room I been practicing my moves Children sleep if you give em beds Divers close their eyes at the edge And I turn heads but I dunno why Aa ooo I'm a big surprise I put the cello down And then you see All my bad luck just seemed fair When you said yeah I'll cut your hair That meant yes I will touch your neck A few good prayers and look what you get The blondes at my church aren't having fun Aa ooo I'm the only one But I'm having fun Most of the time Eyes like mine you don't need smarts Science kids they don't need arts Arts don't count if they don't look weird I night driveway practiced for years And all I got was this fucking shirt Aa ooo Hours and hours and hours were blurred Fear me I'm a big word Can you come over? Everyone I know is batshit And I'm on a downward swing