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Danielson

Genres: Rock

Kids Pushing Kids Lyrics - Danielson

Kids are pushing kids 

Kids are pushing kids 

 

On down 

Till they all hit ground 

Parents, pick your brats up 

At the lost and found 

 

I have given up, but I'm not giving up 

On the, on the goodness of men 

My nice guy routine is wearing thin 

I received a beating at the foreign meeting 

 

I lied but you stayed 

And when I'm gettin' home 

Oh, I was so afraid 

Things are gonna change, let's go home 

 

Bullets they flew by 

And grazed my brothers mind 

Please, please, everyone 

I just want to be liked 

 

Good deeds smellin' up 

This room I must clean up 

But I just don't know how 

My mother's not around right now 

Mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom 

 

Ive been childish and all mean to the fools 

Myself as acting as Daniel the Cruel 

I've taken attendance at finishing schools 

Filled with like children who go beyond rules 

 

They're wise as the serpents and gentle as doves 

Skipping around, and so rooted in love 

Kindness to strangers, behind closing doors 

 

Let us all become yours 

We're not so proud of our test scores 

We're wasted alone, but you stay 

And holding our hands do say 

 

If you are in need 

Oh, then here I am 

 

I got such good friends, such great family 

Their patience never ends, the pain that I can be 

I hardly need to tell them what great notes to play 

They got treats and tricks, that dwarf mine anyway 

 

Papa, says let the children come 

Come to me, so you can see 

How blessed are we 

 

This child is seeking to be pleasing 

To his papa and to his pride 

Has peace on his side 

Has peace 

 

Sure they are cute, but what monsters I swear 

If they're so smart why'd they step on my hair 

They all seemed nice but they just robbed me twice 

 

They all seemed cute, stepping on all the trumpets 

Monsters of niceness backstabbing our targets 

With these bruised melons I boycott the markets 

 

Highly regard to complete unimpressed 

I put myself down so your chances have past 

This people stew is too spicy to last 

 

As a hen gathers and beneath her wings 

Protects her children, so papa does bring 

Life to us kids but it, oh, so, so seems 

 

We won't let him now 

We won't let him 

 

Ive been childish and all mean to the fools 

Myself as acting as Daniel the Cruel 

I've taken attendance at finishing schools 

Filled with children who go beyond the rules 

 

They're wise as the serpents and gentle as doves 

Skipping around, and all rooted in love 

Kindness to strangers, behind closing doors 

 

Let us all become yours 

We're not so proud of our test scores 

We're wasted alone, but you stay 

And holding our hands do say 

 

This is the brothers, we are 

This is the sisters, we are 

We the daughters, we see 

We the sons are to be 

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Copyright: New Jerusalem Music