whoa what
brake lights, gas pedal, can I take your order,
many have tried to disguise their disorder,
oh lord this guy’s a transformer,
so not a go-bot, steady on his globe trot,
how many words will it take til he blows up,
how many blows to the gut til he grows up,
1, 2 so what, how many swords in the
stone til he shut up, whoa what, how many
keys can he hold til his house feels like a home,
how many kids will he teach til he has his own
