Little b******
All fish belly white
Wears gym trunks
And a tank top shirt
When his Grandma
Sees him playing with a knife
She says, "Put that down,
You're gonna get hurt."
And she calls him Little b******
And she says it to his face
And he says, "Don't call me Little b******,
Call me Snake."
Little b******
Has a re-occurring dream
That he's a pirate
On a sea of snakes
And when the waves come
You can listen to him scream
As the tide runs
Down his leg
All fish belly white
Wears gym trunks
And a tank top shirt
When his Grandma
Sees him playing with a knife
She says, "Put that down,
You're gonna get hurt."
And she calls him Little b******
And she says it to his face
And he says, "Don't call me Little b******,
Call me Snake."
Little b******
Has a re-occurring dream
That he's a pirate
On a sea of snakes
And when the waves come
You can listen to him scream
As the tide runs
Down his leg