Child Of Dirt Lyrics

Dream, sonny, dream

Dream, sonny, dream

Of cola, juice and lemonade

And the red cards stacking up again

See, sonny, see

Those porcelain statues gaze away

For Icarus is what they play

Feel, sonny, feel

Feel, sonny, feel

Dropped off like a ton of bricks

Little Mac is knocked for six

Venturing up those wooden stairs

You say oh no don't go up there

The VCR is just in sight as we loaded it with false delight

And the first sights and sounds are burnt I have become

Just a child of dirt

Just a child of dirt

It's nothing at all, no harm done

Curious, just a little fun

It could be worse, they'd say

Who'd listen anyway

Think, sonny, think

Think, sonny, think

Freddy's finished while Murphy fits

And solitaire's scattered by Pushkin's spit

Learn, sonny, learn

With microscopes and crane fly legs

The rainbow sky on the formica ledge

Feel, sonny, feel

Feel, sonny, feel

With trust in those who do know best

Awake in the cold wet, moths dance overhead

We'd creep out the bed, smile on my face

You say stop, you know it's not your place

Curious mind, brown empty room

The machine purrs, it's a new cartoon

And left with no chance to revert But to become

Just a child of dirt

Just a child of dirt

It's nothing at all, no harm done

Curious, just a little fun

It could be worse, they'd say

Who'd listen anyway

Just a child of dirt

Just a child of dirt