Self - Preschool Days Lyrics
1-2-3-4, count 96 moreand then come and find mecause im hiding, babynot in the closet or the dooror down in the playroom where we used toplay soccer and i'd grease the floorwith lysol and love(chorus)right now gotta get something straighti can count backwards and make the gradesi will let you carry my booksthru those pre-school daystry to tag me in the laundry chutewhere i'd grab your arm and come crashing downlike bmx racers over double jumpsthose sentimental days plotting all the waysthrowing snowballs at innocent passing carsthe last laugh was never ours(chorus & repeat)and i remember playing gameswalking on bar stools with alias namesand holding our breath, the floor a fierytoxic death, babyand i would always get my sister straighttrash the dollhouse with ig-88and my han solo, in his hoth battlegear clothes(chorus)