Magazine

(álbum: Little Bastards - 2020)

I took it from the middle of a magazine
Wrote it out on a blank sheet
Signed my name and made the crease
It may be my greatest piece

I think, I think it's going to sell
Promise me you'll never tell
Trust me, it will be a breeze
It's so easy to please
Okay stop, okay stop, okay
Okay stop, okay stop, okay stop

Now, everything's going really good
Since I left the neighborhood
Broken window, no big deal
Most people think that I'm for real

I'm cool, I'm now, I've got the look
I think it's time to do a book
I read one that I really like
It'll take some time to retype

Okay stop, okay stop, okay
Okay stop, okay stop, okay stop
Okay stop, okay stop, okay
Okay stop, okay stop, okay stop

So many parties to attend
I look, but I can see no end
I think, I think I got it sealed
Everybody thinks that I'm for real

Okay stop, okay stop, okay
Okay stop, okay stop, okay stop
Okay stop, okay stop, okay
Okay stop, okay stop, okay stop