Look at the ceiling
The shadows are bears
I wonder what’s on the T.V.?
And Daddy’s hands rub me all over
I wonder, do leaves in the creek find their way
to the sea?
Mom mashes potatoes and pours in the milk
And silently smokes cigarettes
I wish she would hug me, or look at me even
I’d trade my allowance for that
Billy plays tag with me all the way home
After school, boy! He’s really a brat!
But we didn’t do nothin’, and it’s not fair for Dad
To make him go home, just like that!
Look at the ceiling
The shadows are bears
In hurricanes, where do birds hide?
And Daddy’s hands rub me all over,
I wonder where butterflies learn how to fly?
The county fair once had a merry-go-round
I loved to watch Mom and Dad ride
We used to laugh and they used to hold hands
And neither of them used to cry.
When the spider scared Little Miss Muffet away
How did she know where to run?
Oh, I’d love to sleep in the bathtub all night
And wake-up as clean as the sun.
Look at the ceiling
The shadows are bears
Oh, why do bees die when they sting?
And Daddy’s hands rub me all over
I wonder, where do balloons go
when you cut the string?
Written by Peter Alsop, ©1981, Moose School Music (BMI)
On Uniforms and Songs On Sex & Sexuality – www.peteralsop.com
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