The wee wee guy
He doesn't see his colour in the bowl
He only sees he is OK in his eyes
He doesn't care what else inside
When tragedy strikes
His glass can't see right
He only hears what are being said
There is no blame there is no fault
The wee wee guy
He can hold to his post
He knows he has value
Sell his soul to the Devil
Red splashes and broken bones
Nobody is at fault because it happens
The wee wee guy can't empathize
Because his skin still stays intact and nice
Suke highway accident
The wee wee guy will forget
The safety measures can't be said
He will say nobody's is at fault
The wee wee guy
Until he sits in ICU
He will remember his surgery
He better wakes up on the good side
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