C. Brown

C. Brown, he awakes from bed
He brushes his teeth and he combs his head for school
Out the door and down the street
Down to the corner, a bus, and some friends that he's supposed to meet
But they're not to his surprise
His friends, they've gone and they've told C all lies

But you can walk on with me
You don't even need to say a word
You don't have to worry about the others

Now you see him and he runs up fast
Kicks at the air, his friends watch him fall and they laugh
Charlie there, he likes his friends
But in his heart, he knows that sometimes a dog is as good as any man
We're all trying to do as we should
But that doesn't always rhyme with doing just what feels good

But you can sit in the grass if it feels good
You don't even need to think a word
You don't have to worry, don't worry

Charlie there has drawn a gun
Right there in the square, he's sketched Lucy on the run
Aim's his eye, cocks his head
In a cloud of dust, there Lucy's gone
Charlie's only trying to go through
Drawn to others as they've been drawn to you

And you can walk on home with me
You don't even need to think a word
You don't have to worry