Little Sweet

Little sweet, here's your line

Feel the beat, don't play ahead of time

You be kind, not too much

Just enough, to please the older minds

So what I do is an embarrassment to you

I'm that greedy wasp wanting to

Have some of your food

It's this tiny irregularity

That makes you feel sick

Maybe you'd feel a little better

If I had a dick

Everyday there's more shit that you change

Giving up some credit and some of your fame

No more funny shit that you can say or do

Cause cranky people everywhere are throwing stink eyes at you

Little sweet, here's your line

Feel the beat, don't play ahead of

When you're on top

You might not even know you're there

It feels so good

When you don't have to be aware

That's why it bothers you

So much when we complain

There are some parts of the pattern

You don't want to rearrange

You say, don't be angry, you be sad

But if you cry it should be pretty

The world is just too small for you

To join in this committee

To be loud, to be weird,

To tell others when it hurts

Is a privilege reserved

For a very tiny herd

Little sweet, here's your line.

Feel the beat, don't play ahead of time

You be kind, not too much

Just enough to please the older minds