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On a beech tree, rudely carved
"NC loved me"
Why did she do it?
Was she scared?
Was she bored?
On a beech tree, rudely carved
"NC loved me"
why did she do it?
Was she scared?
Was she pushed?
Do something pretty while you can
Don't fall asleep
Skating a pirouette on ice is cool
Do something pretty while you can
Don't be a fool
Reading the Gospel to yourself is fine
On a bus stop in the town
"We Rule The School"
Written for anyone to read and to see
On a bus stop in the town
"We Rule The School"
Written for anyone with eyes in their heads
Do something pretty while you can
Don't fall asleep
Writing from California to New York
Call me a prophet if you like
It's no secret
You know the world was made for men
You know the world was made for men
You know the world was made for men
Not us