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"Don't ever grow up kid", That's what my grandpa told me, right before they checked him in and cataloged his clothing. cause when you are a little child then crazy is creative. Then you reach a certain age and the world will deem you dangerous, but I would never hurt a fly unless it sold my secrets to a spider on the wall, whose eight eyes are contagious. I wanna tell you all these things before I see the doctor, cause I don't know what I'll remember one they start to shock me Yes the world will be cold, yes, the world will be cruel Sometimes the only thing that you or I could do is: Laugh about it Cry about it Dance around it Like another fool Cause we're all fools I guess it started back right at my daddy's funeral While everyone shook and cried I thought about that new girl And how a flower in her hair would make her more fantastic So after his eulogy I picked one off the casket The next day in our science class I left it by her note book It was all brown and burned the smell of death had killed it When she saw my wilted heart she raised her hand, said "Teacher, someone left trash on my desk, can you call someone to clean it." Yes, the world will be cold, yes, the world will be cruel Letras de canciones Sometimes the only thing that you or I could do is: Laugh about it Cry about it Dance around it Like another fool Yes, the world will be cold, the world will be cruel Sometimes the only thing that you or I could do is: Laugh about it Cry about it Dance around it Like another fool Laugh about it Cry about it Dance around it Laugh about it Cry about it Dance around it Laugh about it Cry about it Dance around it From Letras Mania