Today is going to be the first day of the rest of my life.
Hello sunrise,
Hello blue skies,
Hello sunshine.
I don't want to wait, what a perfect day to go outside.
Yes, you want her
Look at her, you know you do
Possible she wants you too
There is one way to ask her
It don't take a word
Not a single word
Go on and kiss the girl
They're there for your first year, they give you your first beer
When you get your heart broke, they're there for your worst year
Don't get you at all, but your apple don't fall too far from 'em
I was a drab little crab once
Now I know I can be happy as a clam
Because I'm beautiful, baby
Did your granny say listen to your heart
Be who you are on the inside
I need three words to tear her argument apart
Your granny lied
I'd rather be
Shiny
Once I had a little dog
I called him Cracker Jack
He had a spot around one eye
That looked just like a patch
His legs were way too long
And he was awkward as could be
He wouldn't much to look at
But he looked alright to me
Or I could go to Australia
And carry a bowie knife
And wear my hair like Hepburn parted on the side
And learn card tricks and buy
Everyone drinks and take boxing and write
Songs about my bowie knife
I could do these dishes I could try
To do these dishes
Time to decide
Did you burst out with pride for the red, white, and blue
And the heroes who died just doin' what they do?
Did you look up to heaven for some kind of answer
And look at yourself and what really matters?
- Alan Jackson, "Where Were You (When the World Stopped Turning)"
So let them be little, cause they're only that way for a while.
Give them hope, give them praise, give them love, every day.
Let em cry, let em giggle, let them sleep in the middle.
Oh, just let them be little
God save our gracious Queen/King,
Long live our noble Queen/King,
God save the Queen/King!
Send her/him victorious,
Happy and glorious,
Long to reign over us,
God save the Queen/King!
- "God Save the King/Queen," Britain’s National Anthem
knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready to drop bombs