Norm

how strange people get away with strange things

As I lay looking through the past
And I put my feet in glass
They are indestructible
Don’t let the wound heal too fast

As I pick up all the pieces
All the books with all the diseases
And I’m looking at the one I’ll get
From one of my nieces

Don’t hate me now
Wait til the test comes back
I won’t leave town til
The doctors remove the crack from her crack

As I lay sitting my legs spread
I get a funny little idea in my head
I put them together and sing a limerick
That ends with my body being dead

As I sit reading my Miranda Rights
I spy a little guy with big pink tights
I say I want a little hootchie koochie
But all he wants to do is pick a fight

Don’t hate me now
Wait til the verdicts in
I won’t live until…
I am not guilty
I am not guilty
I am not guilty
And my sin is in

Don’t hate me now
Wait til the judgment’s done
I won’t be back til…