Like That

He was as high as the tree would allow
The target of apples and rocks
Down on the ground was a blood thirsty hound
In a war that she couldn't make stop

All I could think was "I don't want to be like that"
I am not that kind

Nothing you hold with your hand
Nothing you see with your eye
Nothing your money can buy

Up in a perch keep your school and your church
And your need to be first, to be cruel

I am not that kind
I am not that kind
I am not your kind
I don't want to ever be that way



Credits
Writer(s): Martin Brummeler
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