Works In Progress

Her hair is long in some places and short in others
The music that she listens to scares her grandmother
She walks around and wonders why she even has to be
But something about her just captivates me

I fell in love with an emo girl’s shoes
Everytime they walk on by it gives me the blues
I’m gonna dress in black and tell the whole world the news
That I fell in love with an emo girl’s shoes

Lo tops, hi tops, slip-ons too
I could hardly tell ya what those shoes can’t do
Shuffling through the park in the darkest mud
Or lying on the floor of her emo make-out bud

I fell in love with an emo girl’s shoes
Everytime they walk on by it gives me the blues
I’m gonna sit down and cry then tell the world the news
That I fell in love with an emo girl’s shoes

Red and black and black and red
The image of those shoes runs through my head
One of these nights I’ll kiss her oh so fine
And then quick as a flash I’ll make those damn shoes mine

I fell in love with an emo girl’s shoes
Now that I’ve got them, here’s what I’ll do
She’ll have to cheer the hell up and tell the whole world the news
That’s she’s in love with the guy who’s in love with her shoes
Yes she’s in love with the guy who’s in love with her shoes

And God told Abel to go jump off a bridge
And God told Cain to go raid Abel’s fridge
And God did things that no one understood
But he looked down from heaven and saw it was good

Come and bring on the hundred year flood
And let the streets run dry with caked up mud
And may there be chaos in all the land
And be sure everyone knows their life’s in my hands

And God took Adam to a record store
And God said, man I’ve heard all this before
And Adam picked out an album by the Grateful Dead
But God said, man listen to this instead

Come and bring on the hundred year flood
And let the streets run dry with red ink and blood
And may there be chaos in all the land
And be sure everyone knows it’s all by my hand

And the Devil told Eve about a groovy new beat
And Eve said, fella you sure are sweet
And the two drove away in a pink cadillac
But the Devil had a feeling Eve wasn’t coming back

Come and bring on the hundred year flood
And let your car run dry right under the hood
And may the Devil take a wrong turn somewhere in the land
And be sure everyone knows what they don’t understand