I to be a typewriter mender when I grew up, But things didn't work out so. Late in the morning, climb up Mt. Olympia and replace a But I didn't get good grades. My uncle Peter had the Parthenon Machine Remediation outfit, And there, on the shop floor, Hundreds of electric-selectrics, all up: But I didn't get enough grades. I had a hyperactivity selective Attend to Information taken in told to coping concept Put my head crumple my paper. Sent to look at the folder-binders, I got by the graphs. In the resource room Mrs. re-enforced me: Raisins from her bag, And free time my target behavior I was positive about: Tickets, tangibles, and stars. Now playing I'm In My Own House: Tickets, tangibles, and stars. I had a dexadrine hyperactivity Attend to tempo taken in told to Mechanism coping Put my down crumple my paper. After I was sitting in the sitting room Looking out at the pavers in their bright orange Holding up the slow-go diamond plastic of wood, And I that I'd never be any good And never wear a hard-hat and do things that, So I joined the force: in Dumbarton dip about the 14th of May. The publican dropped me a line thought there had been foul The farmer up the hill came in with his He mumbled something darkly about his wife. Riding up on the postcoach I on my notebook. The wind was up, I held on my hat. I do up my coat, The farmer past holding his gun He mumbled something darkly about his son. About wife, sir. What about Pray, is she? you'll see. Locked him up in the store of Mrs. McVeigh's Inn. tea up in the manor Sir Robert Grayson. The farmer the window came in with his sword; He mumbled out of Forgive me m'lord. And after that imposition I took a deposition I shared a Woodpecker cider a local fratricider Who told me all stuff and more: Well I up to Springfield on my motorcycle And I's gonna stay my younger brother Michael. Mom's oxycontoins and the Amstel But I noticed I was doing of the talking that night. So I got remotes and turned off the DVD And Michael is there something that you need to say to me? Well I don't how to tell you. You can me any that you want 'cept I started seeing Jenny: I started Jenny. My And he looked at the floor. You damn well she ain't your Jenny no more. And I Get her on the phone. Don't you it's a little late? No I don't think a little late. But I went out the room cause I knew I'd better So I went to her dad's bakery and she said I'm gonna go outside take a smoke a cigarette. I'm still at how mad you get. Well you expec'? That you wouldn't try to wreck little brother's happiness. And I Listen to you! I know what you're to do. And what that be? Mess Michael's head as some kind of revenge back at me. I drove up to Springfield in my wife's new car And went and had a drink at my old bar.