Grow Up!!!
.
Little
children, run the show,
mentally
ill, little do they know.
Where
are the parents, in kindergarten?
A
slight impairment, I beg you pardon.
Same
difference, between big or small,
we
are infants, acting tall.
Adult
decisions, made by dummies.
Bless
'em, forgive 'em, they need a Mummy.
There
is no mother, to show the way,
confirm
to each other, that everything's OK.
Pretend
we're grown ups, pretend we're big,
instead
of own up, and admit you're a kid.
No-one
to look to, no-one to guide.
People
are cuckoo, you can see it in their eyes.
Have
a beer, that's the adult thing to do,
make
life that much more clear, for you.
It's
like we're on the Titanic, and it's about to sink,
but
we're not panicking, one wink.
We
were once Gods, roaming the planet,
something
odd, 'cause now we're manic.
It's
OK to be a child, because we're stuck,
for
a while, 'til we GROW UP.
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