DJ FOOD - AGEING YOUNG REBEL
An Ageing Young Rebel
Called What's His Name
Wanted to be different while he stayed the same
But he couldn't he just couldn't
No matter what he would try
Told his mother
An aging old thing
You better go see Clever
You give Clever a ring
Which he did
Called him up
Just so Mommy wouldn't cry
Clever hear his story
About different and the same
You crazy?
This some silly game?
Oh no
Like Mommy said
I gotta straighten up my head
Clever is so clever
Is cleverness enough?
Can you help this ageing rebel?
Do you really have the stuff?
Bet you don't have
Bet the bread that you'll pass the buck instead
Clever sends our hero
To a funny darkened room
Where a crowd of Cunning listens
Giggles in the gloom
That's your problem aging rebel
Don't you really know the score?
You crazy?
Think your going to change this crazy world?
Better see your self a shrink
Cunningly they argue about our boy
Who's breaking down the door
Now he's running down the dark
Diabolical awaits
Grabs him by the ankle
Ain't it just like fate?
Diabolical laughs
In an alley full of soot
Forget the same you'll be different now
Somewhat shorter on one side
Let go!
Oh no...
Would you?
Diabolical inside?
Panic in his brain pulls and gets away
Loses him a foot
It's a dark and evil day...
See him, running limping blood
Something soft is just ahead
Something soft is Gentle
He's fallen at her side
She comforts him with kisses
He dreams of suicide...
Gentle is so gentle
Grabs the trouble by its root
Bandages his stump...
...Cuts off his other foot...
So you see...
It seems to me... a gentle kind of cruelty
Ageing rebel's older... a little wiser maybe too
Gentleness has fixed him
Does he look like me and you?
Footless and fancy free...
Think how happy Mom will be...
Footless and fancy free...
Think how happy Mom will be...
This is something a bit awesome (H)
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