Green Starred Sleeve

Green Starred Sleeve - Uuvvwwz

We'd hate to have you running up black eyes

On your green starred sleeve

With your toys not toys

A hundred sick boys over a helicopter ride

And we'd hate to have you running up years

For a girl to kiss and bleed

You've got to take care concentrate on your life

And we'd hate to have some son of oblivion

Teach us how to sing

With control as a game and becoming contained

We forget how to read

Even love becomes waste in

The face of what you know

And refuse to see

You've got to take care

Concentrate on

Your life