Playdough Boy

He had a cassette recorder, he had songs in his head
He placed them into the microphone.
Playdough boy, Playdough boy, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14 Playdough boy
Middle school is a playdough factory
Put them in and push the plunger down
Playdough boy…
He lost the top of his head
He lost the tips of his fingers…
Playdough boy, Playdough boy, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14 Playdough boy
Nobody ever asked him—he would have told them
He liked drawing, you know he liked the summer grass
Playdough boy…
He loved the smell of the dirt
He love to watch the ants carrying the dead back home
Playdough boy, Playdough boy, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14 Playdough boy
He had a cassette recorder, he had songs in his head
He placed them into the microphone.
Playdough boy…
Sitting in the Platte
He felt the coolness steal the sand down stream
Playdough boy…
Nobody ever asked him, he would have told them
He would have told them all.
Playdough boy, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14 Playdough boy, 10, 11, 12, 13,
14 Playdough boy
The factory—they had holes like stars
They had holes like snakes and flowers
Holes like spaghetti
The factory—they had holes like stars
And everybody likes stars
Everybody likes stars…
Push the plunger down, push the plunger down…
Push the plunger down…
Playdough boy, Playdough boy, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14 Playdough boy
He could have been anything, He could have been anything
Playdough boy, there’s all kinds of stars… There’s all kinds of stars…
Playdough boy, Playdough boy
Playdough boy, Playdough boy