Mommy Pants - Saturday School

You're just a little kid
You don't know shit
Chances are you'll grow a bit
Or you might stay this way
It's really hard to say

You run around, think you own the town
Got your head high
One day just watch it fall down
You won't know why

You'll have to learn the ropes
Turn some of life to jokes
Try to gain some balance
Knowing there's no perfect balance

Eat a fucking burrito
Shit it out your butt
Enjoy the small things
You don't like burritos, what

Try to create some art
Even if you're not an artist
Create a new moment, a conversation
Color a picture, follow your imagination

Think of nothing, think of everything
Masturbate as you fuckin' sing
Go to Hell, come back again
'Cause Hell is not a literal place
It's a metaphor my friend

Written by:
Brandon Harig

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