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Go out and play it’s a beautiful day, came down like a ruling from mom The first thing I hear is poor Sally again, as her backside meets Mrs. K’s palm I wait for my best friend to get home from church, so we can sneak someplace unseen You see we’ve discovered the place that his dad hides, all of his nude magazines
Sure we broke some windows, you know we broke some rules Always discovering our streets hidden jewels
It’s all syndicated, and dropped in our lap Like living through reruns of last season’s crap Like zombies we’re walking in celebrity shoes I’ll probably catch you on this evening’s news
And old Mrs. Sanders, lives all alone, with seventeen cats What’s wrong with that?
Mr. K’s wearing those dresses again, as we spy on him alone in his room Sometimes he goes to the mirror and speaks, then dances around with a broom Mrs. O’Reilly is back at our door again, slurring her words as she speaks This time she needs just a couple of beers, she’s been showing up three times a week
Sure we broke some windows, you know we broke some rules Always discovering our streets hidden jewels
It’s all syndicated, and dropped in our lap Like living through reruns of last season’s crap Like zombies we’re walking in celebrity shoes I’ll probably catch you on this evening’s news
And old Mrs. Sanders, lives all alone, with seventeen cats What’s wrong with that?
Spinning around again We go spinning around Tumbling down that hill We go spinning around
And it makes it impossible, to walk a straight line
It’s all syndicated, and dropped in our lap Like living through reruns of last season’s crap Like zombies we’re walking in celebrity shoes I’ll probably catch you on this evening’s news
And old Mrs. Sanders, lives all alone, with seventeen cats What’s wrong with that?
[This message has been edited by Brian Austin Whitney (edited 08-31-2002).]
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