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11.03.2005

A song that makes me think of Kay

What A Good Boy
Barenaked Ladies

when I was born
they looked at me and said
"what a good boy, what a smart boy, what a strong boy"
and when you were born
they looked at you and said
"what a good girl, what a what a smart girl, what a pretty girl"

we've got these chains
hangin' 'round our necks
people want to strangle us with them
before we take our first breath.

afraid of change
afraid of staying the same
when temptation calls
we just look away

this name is the hairshirt I wear
and this hairshirt is woven from your brown hair
this song is the cross that I bear
bear it with me, bear with me, bear with me
be with me tonight
I know that it isn't right
but be with me tonight

I go to school
I write exams
if I pass, if I fail, if I drop out
does anyone give a damn?
and if they do
they'll soon forget
'cause it won't take much for me to show my life ain't over yet

I wake up scared
I wake up strange
I wake up wondering if anything in my life is ever going to change
I wake up scared
I wake up strange
and everything around me stays the same

it's the hairshirt I wear
and this hairshirt is woven from, is woven from
your brown hair
this song is the cross that I bear
bear it with me, bear with me, bear with me
be with me tonight
I know that it isn't right
be with me tonight

I couldn't tell you
that I was wrong
chickened out
grabbed a pen and paper
sat down and I wrote this song

I couldn't tell you
that you were right
so instead I looked in the mirror
I watched TV
laid awake all night

we've got these chains
hangin' 'round our necks
people want to strangle us with them
before we take our first breath

afraid of change
afraid of staying the same
when temptation calls...
yeah

this name is the hairshirt I wear
and this hairshirt is woven from, is woven from
it's woven from your hair
this song is the cross that I bear
bear it with me, bear with me, bear with me
be with me tonight

and when I was born
they looked at me and said
"what a good boy, what a smart boy, what a strong boy"
and when you were born
they looked at you and said
"what a good girl, what a what a smart girl, what a pretty girl"
yeah

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