David was a wire and a genius besides
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So he though he'd be a poet,
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then a painter, then a mess
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But that was then and no one looked
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So he still emotes in basements
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Writing, painting, sniffing glue
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He never cares a bit
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Grin & Kick down all their walls
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David dreamed of chocolate
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Where police just hand out candy
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Where smiles flash at adversity
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And people get along
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But dreams are just like bubbles
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They burst and then they're over
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So he still emotes in basements
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And he never cares a bit
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With A Grin And A Kick
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| Squirtgun |
