Knockin' Down the Walls
Knockin' Down the Walls 
will you offer up your tribute
would you offer up your time
all from ashes
fun to funky
peanut butter
smooth or chunky
every day as the day before
a prisoner of routine
the freedom past my window burns my eyes
how the days drag on forever
how the days they seem so few
all to ashes
once a young one
I remember
won't someone
(chorus)
talk to me, say something, don't leave me, I long in
loneliness, I suffer, isolate, no other
counting down, 3-2-1, moments I've left...
(on my own)
shadow puppets and solitaire
keep me entertained
the walls have ears, but seldom breathe a word
the cry so often sent forth
so often unreturned
smashing pumpkins, blind melon
kids today have no talent
(repeat chorus)
I am lying here on my quilted throne
and here I shall remain
the undisputed king of all I see
will you fetch my bunny slippers
shall i tan your scrawny hide
all from ashes
fun to funky
dressed to nines
and feeling spunky
(repeat chorus)
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