Go Home Now

Hey! Hey!
Two years, four years, what makes it seem so long
For people to react with such indecency?
I’m making it go, think for awhile,
There makes are enough for four. There makes are enough for four.
Hey scream, flush the toilet, just a thing to do,
You’ve got to stop worrying about the other people’s shoes.
You call, I’m scared. Why? I don’t know.
Here’s a $1.23 for you. A $1.23 for you.
Hey, I’m going now.
Want to be involved, though I’m not really sure.
Fat boy on the bike follow us, come now.
Is it time for us to go home now?
Hey!
Hey!
Hey! Hey!
Making ground, or so it seems,
Heard the black taxi has left without me.
Call option x, nah, I’ll sit here
And listen to a tape by FEAR. Listen to a tape by FEAR.
Lie about things, create diamonds with my feet,
Wear shoes (keys) on my belt though I’m only eight years old,
My shoes have a rubber flap in front of the toes
And the kickball’s going far. The kickball’s going far.
Hey, I’m going now.
Want to be involved, though I’m not really sure.
Fat boy on the bike follow us, come now.
Is it time for us to go home now?
Hey!
Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!