I’m the worlds best detective But not a lot of people know I’ve solved earths greatest myster… Like why summers hot and winter co… Summers hot because there’s so muc…

Large heels Small meals The life of an actress Long scripts Thin hips

A kid in class Who’s boredom grew Released an air plane And away it flew Down the hall

He wore a helmet every day And pads on each limb His biggest fear was the moment An idea would hit him

There’s a secret to life Though no one can keep it It’s shaped many of men All those who have seen it It’s been written by scholars

They say you can grow up to become what ever you want to be but I’ll tell you what thats completely wrong if you want to become a tree

No I won’t allow you To write about me It’s a waste of time A waste of a tree I don’t care if I’m imagined

He gathered up used paper A broken mug and coffee pot A cracked plate, a crooked rake And a tomato that begun to rot He gathered these things thinking

This mouths for sale, this mouths… Please I’m willing to barter This mouths for sale, this mouths… Running it’s easy, selling it’s ha… This mouths for sale, this mouths…

The pop gun out law rode from town to town on his steed he’d ride wearing his hat like a crown his name they would call

Could a time machine exist if it was built to fix the wrong because if we have a perfect past we wouldnt need one