"Wished I Was A Giant"

"Wished I was a giant" said
"Man get off the street!"
Spoken like a traffic cop
Cronies at his feet
Turned on his radio and picked up the noise

Age rules with reason
and who's to disagree?
Not Mr. Spit with his abrupt delivery
And Mr. Intelligent is just a wannabe like me

And who makes the breakfast?
And who gasses the truck?
The same little bee that stung the bull
And caused the bull to buck
Only a matter of time before we have to pay

If you were 10 years younger
And I was a sunbeam
"Wished I Was A Giant" said
"Man, it's just a dream"
Only a matter of time before we have to pay
We have to pay



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Pollard
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