Dandelion

All my life I thought

I was the one to save the world

It would come easy, now I’m old enough

To sit around and piss and moan instead

Save a tree and I will gladly admire

Its beauty, ten to twelve inches

Don’t expect that I will get out

Of my chair to see it grow

And I was a blooming flower

Blossoming from the seed

And I was a blooming flower

Turn my back and turn to weed

Those are people with them votes

And all them hippie thoughts

They do it better, if I got involved

I’d only get in everybody’s way

Shine my shoe and I won’t say a thing

Behind your back, yeah, we’re all brothers

Don’t expect that I will share my plate

When your ribs start to show

And I was a blooming flower

Blossoming from the seed

And I was a blooming flower

Turn my back and turn to

Dandelion, dandelion

Souls of you and me

How can you smell so bad

But look so pretty?

And I was a blooming flower

Blossoming from the seed

And I was a blooming flower

Turn my back and

I was a blooming flower

Blossoming from the seed

And I was a blooming flower

Turn my back and turn to

Turn my back and turn to

Turn my back and turn to weed