Pink, Not Blue |
Ken pops a blood vessel
screamin' at Papa
I guess it's too late
to ignore him now
Alice does dishes
and sips on a soda
as Papa drives Ken
to the emergency ward
I'm gonna wish
I was playin' a game
I'm gonna wishv I was dreamin'
I'm gonna wish
I was pink and not blue
I'm gonna wish I was you
Seems like it's always too bright
for a kiss on the lips
I talk circles around lovin' you
Carry me in your arms
over the door frame
if you can stand bein'
with someone like me
Mike Brady: Arch-Top, Vocal
Quillan Roe: Guitar, Vocal
Jeff Tranberry: Bass
Scott Berndt: Traps
Words and Music ©1997 Accident Clearinghouse