Marilyn's Mansion

I’m going where nobody knows
To a place far away from my worries and my woes
Escape for a day in the trees, I can play
In a house made of sticks, on a branch in the shade
Frisbees, kites galore
Cover the roof from summers before
Up high, near the sky
I can laugh, I can dance, if you fall, you will die
This is my treehouse, no girls allowed
I just hope to hell the wind don’t blow me down
This is a fort of sorts
I made it myself from odds and sods
Camouflaged by twigs and leaves
My secret den you cannot see
From up above you look like ants
While I eat sweets and make commands
This is my treehouse, no girls allowed
I just hope to hell the wind don’t blow me down
This is my treehouse, no girls allowed
I just hope to hell the wind don’t blow me down