The innocence of a child
Did you ever hear a grown up
speak of the innocence of a child
The wistful tear inside their eye
Oh how they crave that life
Well they didn’t see my brother
Shove me in my back
Or put a mouse inside my room
And give me a heart attack
They didn’t see Michelle
Steal my ice cream slice
Or watch as bold Rebecca
Pushed me on the ice
They didn’t see us lose the match
Not at all by chance
But only because Billy Brown
Dropped his underpants
