Weapons - Dad Rocks!

Theres a cellphone tucked under your pillow

It makes me junk-sleep

And it doesnt do a thing for growth hormones or dreams.

You hear a ringtone but its just an electronic bleat.

It makes you junk-sleep

And the phantom-phone rings on, until we fall asleep at dawn.

Was that a ghost-call or drunk-dial?

Ill build a big fat wall, Ill build it 20 feet tall.

And when we awake its vampire-time,

and Ill know you for real

And then late at night, when its drunk-dial time

Ill tell you how I feel.

Was that a ghost-call or drunk-dial?

Ill build a big fat wall, Ill build it 20 feet tall

The kids have found a weapon that will change the balance of power

The kids have found a weapon, that adults cant hear with their aging ears

That adults cant hear with their aging years

I need a key to your tolerance-room

where you keep all your books I assume