Cursive

Lyrics to Donkeys

Don't lie

Where have you been?

Your teeth are red

Your eyes are peppermints

Sailing out to sea with your new best friend

You don't like the way you live

So's you play pretend

But isn't it time you act your age?

You got a mortgage on your shoulders

Got a babe on the way

You shrug it out with your jackass grin

Thinkin' as soon as you clean up

You're gonna do it again

He says

I'm going to Pleasure Island

I don't wanna come home

The reverend says beware

He swears we're goin to hell

We may be donkeys

But at least we have a tale to tell

Don't start with a slap on the wrist

I don't need no cease and assist

I ain't foolin 'round

And it ain't no sin

So's you best be stepping back those ugly ultimatums

And never you mind what your old maid says

There ain't nothin' to complain

So long's you're earning bread

She's got a way of getting under your skin

She plants a little seed of doubt

The guilt blossoms

She says

If you're going to Pleasure Island

You can never come home

The problem with your kid: you can't say no

You can't take a little nibble

You got to lick the bone

I pushed off

I'm sailin' away

And I ain't lookin' back

Can't have you seein' me this way

This just might be my greatest mistake

Throwin' the future tense away

For the present's presence

My life was but a pleasure

But it sure was pleasant

He says

I'm going to pleasure Island

I ain't never going home

I'll make an ass out of myself

Sooner than say I'm wrong

Yeah I'd sooner be fuckin' around in the mud

I'm going to Pleasure Island

I ain't comin' back home

Mama's thumpin' her bible

She swears we're going to hell

And papa's just jealous

He wants to come here as well

We may be donkeys

But at least we have a tale to tell