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Old Woman

OLD WOMAN I am the old woman who lives in a shoe I have so many children telling me what to do Some are twenty, thirty, forty and fifty too but to hear them all screaming you'd think they were two Tattling and fighting, yelling, squawking, all through the night arguing the same thing over and over until its daylight Demanding, exclaiming that they are always right always blaming the other no matter their plight Spinning in circles no resolution to be found the chaos unfolding just keeps me homebound Enlarging their problems keeping others spellbound They can't seem to focus it goes round and round Lying and stealing, and cheating, they all accuse The one whose accusing always has an excuse Pointing the finger at others a tactic they use Sick of the tantrums you become a recluse They can't see the problem its all one big game to see how much more they can milk from the old dame They all want control of the shoe it's so lame Tying the shoelace is driving me insane Teaching these children each eyelet has a price You can't skip one over it isn't deemed nice Each hole you lace through is another bill to be paid to lace through each one means more money must be made Thoughts can't be gathered the frenzy causing delays Old Mother those children are too old to relate That they are responsible for divining their own fate Promises are broken they can't really correlate Old womans not their mother and wants a clean slate The banshees are furious they don't want to pay No understanding without old woman paving the way the shoe will soon crumble and to dust, it will fade So come on spoiled brats scream your lives away Yell louder this is a cycle that's hard to escape The shoe is the prison their own minds did create Stop blaming and pay the house a fair rate Listen before the old woman gets up and runs away Kick rocks she tells them now to pay their own way They scream louder when she turns the other way Took her for granted but she was first not second rate The years fall to the side as she leaves you to your fate the vision of youth returning will soon resonate Old Woman kicks her shoes off without delay Now a young woman she turns her back and walks away