[Mixed you mean what was my childhood like? What difference does make? Yo, my childhood was up, so what? Everybody's was messed up. is the 90's, find me one person who had it right. What's that got to do with me left?
Now when my mother died I had to it in stride There ain't no room for pride in your father cry And dad made it maybe a year later When they found his suicide inside of a grain Got over it, I had no other or options Thought about whether or not mom and pop was Never bothered with caution, no for fear Saw my folks carry fear for most my early And I learned from it, numb and ignored the storm A burning sun waiting for the to plummet growing up under my uncle's roof He me how to count all the way up to 100 proof From watching him I how to gather nourishment Living off the different women he had to nurture him And on the I became a normal pre-teen More afraid of nuclear war snake bites and bee stings My best was my TV Game shows and substituted for puppies, rainbows, and balloons Now here I am, the shy type, and I think I'm doing Considering what it was living my life
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It's nothing but It's all It's but sunshine
Now been 17 summers since I've seen my mother But night I see her smile inside my dreams When I was younger I didn't actually see the accident But every night I see her smile as it shatters against the I can imagine Dad's internal reaction Strain, burning, bound in his brain it take to make a man who owns acres of land Abandon the family and drown himself in his grains I'm glad I left that farm in Northern Where the time moves slower and the are colder Became a city boy, everybody acts like they older Where they stick to and keep a chip on they shoulder 26 of age, no longer full of rage I think it's safe to say I've turned a page on my childhood "Ay yo look Ma, I'm a productive member of When I'm drunk I noise, but otherwise I live quietly" And on the weekend I go back up to reminisce Remember what it was pretending to be a kid at night I walked the fields and lurk in the shadows Getting even with by murdering cattle
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It's all It's nothing but It's all
(And I'm gonna be alright, and you be alright, You ain't gotta hold my hand, just walk me tonight)
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(What it is, it ain't, and what it it is, is a of a Virgo)