A Head with delusions
A pencil and pad
Colored with contusions
From tipping the vending stand
A head with delusions
Revolution plan
Covered by illusions
Mama don't understand
Starting when his dog died
Sipping something sweet
Try to calm the mind
Mama's sad, widowed too
Her friend on the phone
"Found a man for you"
Get a job get some bread
10 years of schooling
And this is your head?
Why's the road be so hard?
Sitting in his room
Break his mother's heart
A Head with delusions
A pencil and pad
Colored with contusions
From tipping the vending stand
A head with delusions
Revolution plan
Covered by illusions
Mama don't understand
Hold that sign! Leave that chain
Lift the banner high
Time to bring the pain
Storm the top, oppression dies
That bastard Gonzales
Wish he wasn't alive
Stand around got no clue
Rumors are flying
The police want you
Waddle home, feel no shame
Think what to write her
Cause Myrna's to blame
A Head with delusions
A pencil and pad
Colored with contusions
From tipping the vending stand
A head with delusions
Revolution plan
Covered by illusions
Mama don't understand
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A Head with delusions
A pencil and pad
Colored with contusions
From tipping the vending stand
A head with delusions
Revolution plan
Covered by illusions
Mama don't understand
Starting when his dog died
Sipping something sweet
Try to calm the mind
Mama's sad, widowed too
Her friend on the phone
"Found a man for you"
Get a job get some bread
10 years of schooling
And this is your head?
Why's the road be so hard?
Sitting in his room
Break his mother's heart
A Head with delusions
A pencil and pad
Colored with contusions
From tipping the vending stand
A head with delusions
Revolution plan
Covered by illusions
Mama don't understand
Hold that sign! Leave that chain
Lift the banner high
Time to bring the pain
Storm the top, oppression dies
That bastard Gonzales
Wish he wasn't alive
Stand around got no clue
Rumors are flying
The police want you
Waddle home, feel no shame
Think what to write her
Cause Myrna's to blame
A Head with delusions
A pencil and pad
Colored with contusions
From tipping the vending stand
A head with delusions
Revolution plan
Covered by illusions
Mama don't understand
A pencil and pad
Colored with contusions
From tipping the vending stand
A head with delusions
Revolution plan
Covered by illusions
Mama don't understand
Starting when his dog died
Sipping something sweet
Try to calm the mind
Mama's sad, widowed too
Her friend on the phone
"Found a man for you"
Get a job get some bread
10 years of schooling
And this is your head?
Why's the road be so hard?
Sitting in his room
Break his mother's heart
A Head with delusions
A pencil and pad
Colored with contusions
From tipping the vending stand
A head with delusions
Revolution plan
Covered by illusions
Mama don't understand
Hold that sign! Leave that chain
Lift the banner high
Time to bring the pain
Storm the top, oppression dies
That bastard Gonzales
Wish he wasn't alive
Stand around got no clue
Rumors are flying
The police want you
Waddle home, feel no shame
Think what to write her
Cause Myrna's to blame
A Head with delusions
A pencil and pad
Colored with contusions
From tipping the vending stand
A head with delusions
Revolution plan
Covered by illusions
Mama don't understand
Writer: Alex Nye
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