So there I was, fifteen, stuck in
High school was no prom king
Zoned out in a daydream of a
Pretty girl, my own beauty queen
I was too shy to talk
I was round and soft
All the kids would drawl: "You got some beady eyes, boy"
Then I'd start to shrink
Cecame too hard to see
They got what they need
I got the beady eyes
You can get what you want
Make a plea to the dark
Not as hard as it seems, kid dreams
What did I want?
What did I need?
I got three squares a day, I got a bed for sleep
I couldn't shake a deep belief in a
Pretty girl who would save me
And then sure enough, they would call my bluff
They'd jab and trip me up
Hit right between the eyes, boy
Fill my cuts with salt
Slowly I'd dissolve
That was all they saw, boy with beady eyes
You can get what you want
Make a plea to the dark
Not as hard as it seems, kid dreams
Oh God now here she comes
My perfect lady luck
I never did give up, I never did give up
The once and future king
The best it's ever been
If only they could see, see with my beady eyes, boy