Little Kids

Lyrics for Little Kids

Kids drinking gin on the, the front lawn The kids see that man walking down, the dirt road Tthese kids see the sky and they think of him dressed in flames Kids walk behind, slowly stalk, that old man To get older still To get older still To get older still To get older still These kids followed him to his shed Where he turns on the radio and smokes a cig These kids come with gasoline and they strike a match To get older still To get older still To get older still To get older To get older still (Repeat)