Friday, February 25, 2011

I Want To Live On Sesame Street - lyrics

If I lived near Big Bird’s house
I’d never have to kill the mouse
that runs the length
of my floor.
A-B-C’s and 1-2-3’s,
these would mean the world to me,
up, down,
near, and far.

My triangles and storybooks,
cooperate with silly looks.
Everything has
a voice.
Celebrities and cookie dreams,
everyday’d taste like ice cream,
sign language
helps hearing impaired.

I want to live on Sesame Street.
I want to sit and rest my feet.
I want to live on Sesame Street,
but the world is far too real.

I’d never starve. I’d never work.
That Oscar is a fucking jerk.
I’d like to punch
his eyes.
So if I lived near Big Bird’s house
I’d probably never kill that mouse.
We’d dance until
the dawn.

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