Waking Up In The Sandbox Again
Your mama never thought to teach you any respect.
God, love, and war were as far as that woman could get.
She made your head to thick, kept her hands over your ears,
Leaving you behind the rest of us by years and years.
At least she'd take you out on a leash once and a while,
She'd get mad if you gave the neighbours daughter a smile.
Walk in the door without wiping your feet and get a smack,
She'd say I love you with a glare, send chills down your back.
Who could blame that pour little boy crying on the inside,
He lashes out, he screams and yells, then he runs and hides.
Come out! come out! Wherever you are, won't you come out to play!
Come out and get some sun so you can grow up one day.
God, love, and war were as far as that woman could get.
She made your head to thick, kept her hands over your ears,
Leaving you behind the rest of us by years and years.
At least she'd take you out on a leash once and a while,
She'd get mad if you gave the neighbours daughter a smile.
Walk in the door without wiping your feet and get a smack,
She'd say I love you with a glare, send chills down your back.
Who could blame that pour little boy crying on the inside,
He lashes out, he screams and yells, then he runs and hides.
Come out! come out! Wherever you are, won't you come out to play!
Come out and get some sun so you can grow up one day.