Coast Jumper
lawless
Youâll be wiggling toes
Pale white, surrounding pink rose
The piggies are back from their chores
Time for bed, time for bed, time for bed
Youâll dream up wonderful woes
Quickly, brush âem off, donât be soft
Theyâll be disappearing soon
No regrets, no regrets, no regress
But maybe, theyâll wake up in your
Bedroom, secretly, quietly
And youâll be screaming out loud
What about, what about, what about my
Time spent working it out
Thought Iâd be done with this awfulness
Please just get out of my head