wen i gro up

when i grow up, i wanna be a gravedigger
the night can be trusted, and sounds like fun
no need to hurry, we’ve got all the time
dig ‘em bones up and suck ‘em all dry.

when i grow up, i wanna be a coroner
what’s in there under the skin?
i’ve always wanted to sneak one a peek.
butcher you open, then sew you back up.

when i grow up, i wanna be a
gyne-colo-gist.
killing those who've never been born
that don’t really count, right?

when i grow up i wanna be
a con-struc-tion worker.
drowning li’l kittens in gray cement
all that with perfect impunity

there’re so many things i wanna be, mommy
can you help make the right choice?
because whatever i will become,
i want to make you a really good one

why aren’t cha talking to me, mommy?
are you still mad? mommy, are you upset?
i’m so sorry for scissors in your eyes.
can we be friends again, pretty please?

i so want my mommy to be proud!..


13 Nov 2011