The story I wrote as a kid
So, yeah, I felt so scared
Watching the flames crayon red
This kid hung on me too
So I had to hide in a church
Just me and the town mayor
And his son who was handicapped
Who wouldn't be quiet
Unless his dad would sing him a song
So, yeah, it wasn't long
Before they found out just where we were
But I wasn't mad at that kid at all
I just felt sort of sad when his dad said
"Goodnight, boy
Go to sleep, boy
Shut up, boy, for me"
"Goodnight, boy
Go to sleep, boy
Shut up, boy, for me"
"Goodnight, boy
Go to sleep, boy
Shut up, boy, for me"
"Goodnight, boy
Go to sleep, boy
Shut up, boy, for me"
Then the troops rush in