Little Boy
With the light-up shoes
Paper in his arms
He's trying to sell me the news
Screaming out
About lime disease
And heretic addictions
Like heroin and cheese
Front page
Is a sex scandal
He's an upgraded version
Of a gossip taddle
It's what he calls
The ultimate childhood
Says he'd rather know the truth
Because the world's no good
Goes on to tell me
That baseball's lame
The government's involved
And they're rigged all the same
Mentions that he's 10 years old
And it's his 8th employment
Says he imforms people
Mostly for his own enjoyment
Little boy
How can it be
That you fit so well
In society?