Cool

when i was younger i wanted to be cool so i grew my hair long wore tight jeans and said things like fab, hip and groovy i had the walk the look the attitude and everyone knew i was a cool cat y-e-a a real happening dude only the mojo wasn't working so i never got my kicks i crashed and burned without flying and the legend died before it ever lived even the chicks didn't fall for it they didn't dig me at all nobody would respect the fact that i was hip, popular, cool exploding like a supernova it was never meant to be the gods above made their ruling and the phoenix never rose again well looking back now i can see i was just a goofy kid with a goofy hair cut dressed in goofy clothes but hay! at least i was cool *penned by Scarecrow Joe