letra de the ghost of stringbean - r. stevie moore
i slipped down to the park
and kissed his tombstone
it was all in fun
but maybe i wasn’t the one to blame
this kept continuing bi-weekly
and i got in trouble
it was all in fun
i did what i had done the same
stringbean, ole bean
ya think i’m mean?
i never seen you grinnin’ at me
you and estelle watched me sinnin’ actively
i saw string and his banjo
i was astonished!
he was having fun
“a biscuit in a bun” he sang
son, they shot his poor head off
they ate that banjo
no one saw the fun
but i laughed a ton of tw-ng
stringbean, ole bean
you ain’t no teen (bean!)
i never saw you grinnin’ at me
you and estelle watched me sinnin’ profusely
the old men die, i don’t miss them
or either need them
they applaud me none
although i’m just the son and savior
(suck that bible)
and everyday a ghost comes
tells me i’m worst best
yes sir, i’m still young
consider myself the one in behavior
i don’t like eating corn
i’d hate to molest you ever again
it is all in fun
maybe i’m the one to blame
letras aleatórias