Kids Pushing Kids - Danielson

Kids are pushing kids

Kids are pushing kids

On

Down

Till they all hit ground

Parents

Pick your

Brats up

At the lost and found

I have given up

But I’m not giving up

On

The

On the goodness of men

My nice guy routine

Is wearing thin

I received a beating at the foreign meeting

I lied but you stayed

And when I’m gettin' home

Oh I was so afraid

Things are gonna change

Let’s go home

The bullets they flew by

And grazed my brothers mind

Please please everyone

I just want to be liked

Good deeds smellin' up

This room I must clean

But I just don’t know how

My mother’s not around right now

Mom?

I been childish

And all mean to the fools

Myself as acting as

Daniel the Cruel

I’ve taken attendance at

Finishing schools

Filled with like children who

Go beyond rules

They’re wise as the serpents and

Gentle as doves

Skipping around

So rooted in love

Kindness to strangers

Behind closing doors

Let us all become yours

We’re not proud of our test scores

We’re wasted alone but you stay

And holding our hands do say

If you are in need

Oh then here I am

I got such good friends

Such great famile

Their patience never ends

With the pain that I can be

I hardly need to tell them

What great notes play

They got treats and tricks

That dwarf mine anyway

Pappa

Says let the children come

Come to me

So you can see

How blessed are we

This child

Is seeking to be pleasing

TO his pappa and to his pride

Has peace on his side

Has peace

Sure they are cute but what monsters I swear

If they’re so smart why’d they step on my hair

They all seemed nice but they just robbed me

Twice

They all seemed cute stepping on all the

Trumpets

Monsters of niceness backstabbing our targets

With these bruised melons I boycott the markets

Highly regard to complete unimpressed

I put myself down so your chances have past

This people stew is too spicy to last

As a hen gathers and beneath her wings

Protects her children so pappa does bring

Life to us kids but it oh so so seems

We won’t let him now

I been childish

And all mean to the fools

Myself as acting as

Daniel the Cruel

I’ve taken attendance at

Finishing schools

Filled with children who go beyond the rules

They’re wise as the serpents and

Gentle as doves

Skipping around and all

Rooted in love

Kindness to strangers

Behind closing doors

Let us all become yours

We’re not so proud of our test scores

We’re wasted alone but you stay

And holding our hands do say

This is the brothers we are

This is the sisters we are

We the daughters we see

We the sons are to be