Pretty O.K.
My family left the city in the year 2004
Yeah, the bishop spun my mother round and pushed her out the door
And the blindfold was tied a double knot
She's peeking out in the Goodwill parking lot
Lewis was the only friend I made for all that year
His father'd watch cartoons and construct
Castles from empty cans of beer after work
For the MDSHA
The sun danced off his reflector vest all day
And everything was fine (everything)
And everything was good (was good)
And everything was pretty O.K
Lewis let us skateboard to meet Jay so I could see
His darkened room all full of porn and ICP CDs
The Hewlett Packard glow, the double dare
The model in his desktop background bare
We rode home and climbed the hill to Lewis' double wide
His father asked if he had filled that hole in the backyard
He said no and I followed to his room
His mother's steady stream of filtered cigarette smoke loomed
We sat down on his bed, the sunset gave way to the stars
Then Lewis taught me how to play guitar
And everything was fine (everything)
And everything was good (was good)
And everything was pretty O.K
Everything was fine
Oh, everything was good
And everything was pretty O.K
Lewis failed in algebra
He failed in English too
He had no middle name and no desire to go to college
So he'd sit and wait patiently to leave
Pretending to be listening carefully
Yeah, the bishop spun my mother round and pushed her out the door
And the blindfold was tied a double knot
She's peeking out in the Goodwill parking lot
Lewis was the only friend I made for all that year
His father'd watch cartoons and construct
Castles from empty cans of beer after work
For the MDSHA
The sun danced off his reflector vest all day
And everything was fine (everything)
And everything was good (was good)
And everything was pretty O.K
Lewis let us skateboard to meet Jay so I could see
His darkened room all full of porn and ICP CDs
The Hewlett Packard glow, the double dare
The model in his desktop background bare
We rode home and climbed the hill to Lewis' double wide
His father asked if he had filled that hole in the backyard
He said no and I followed to his room
His mother's steady stream of filtered cigarette smoke loomed
We sat down on his bed, the sunset gave way to the stars
Then Lewis taught me how to play guitar
And everything was fine (everything)
And everything was good (was good)
And everything was pretty O.K
Everything was fine
Oh, everything was good
And everything was pretty O.K
Lewis failed in algebra
He failed in English too
He had no middle name and no desire to go to college
So he'd sit and wait patiently to leave
Pretending to be listening carefully
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Writer(s): Jacob Starnes Ewald
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