4ish Matches N Uh Book Fore Ol Red
Blue’s Clues Cue for the Kidding Kids
Wonder about the kids we raise,
Too many screwy videos in a haze,
Take your bids, it’s a twisted game,
I smoked a lid just to feel the same.
Skid row’s tale that is far from fantastic,
Put it on plastic, the world can be drastic.
[Chorus]
We might NOT be heaven bound,
Yet we wear the crown, cannot keep us down,
Sipping the blues, got the rhythm of the town,
In a world of chaos, we stand our ground.
[Verse 2]
Been with another fiend, it isn’t just a dream,
Not another green bean caught in the scheme,
Join the A-Team, we’re pulling it tight,
Black and white, read all over the fuss,
While Mars rover takes off in the dust.
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Blue Bonnets bloom in the moon’s glow,
No one needs to know, just let it flow.
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